He had a mind so fine that no idea could violate it
Uncorseted, her friendly bust Gives promise of pneumatic bliss.
There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
The endless cycle of idea and action, / Endless invention, endless experiment, / Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness; / Knowledge of speech, but not of silence; / Knowledge of words, and ignorance of The Word.
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
Again I must remind you that a dog's a dog-a cat's a cat.