And funerals are pretty compared to deaths.

What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains.

Nobody knew my rose of the world but me... I had too much glory. They don't want glory like that in nobody's heart

For there was a conspiracy of dullness in the world, a universal plan to shut out the resurgences of spirit which might interfere with clockwork. Better to keep your elevation unseen until it is higher than strangers' hands can reach to pull you down to their level.

It's hard enough for me to write what I want to write without me trying to write what you say they want me to write which I don't want to write.

There is only one true aristocracy . . . and that is the aristocracy of passionate souls!

They told me to take a streetcar named Desire and then transfer to one called Cemeteries and ride six blocks and get off at - Elysian Fields!