He laughed like an irresponsible foetus.
The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.
To each individual the world will take on a different connotation of meaning-the important lies in the desire to search for an answer.
I am no prophet-and here's no great matter.
This is the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper.
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.