These are the intensities that one cannot live with, that he has to outgrow if he wants to survive. But who can help grieving for them? If the blood vessels could hold them, how much better to keep those early loves with us?
A drinking man's someone who wants to forget he isn't still young an' believing.
I don't want realism. I want magic!
Go, then! Go to the moon-you selfish dreamer!
The Venus flytrap, a devouring organism, aptly named for the goddess of love.
If I got rid of my demons, Iād lose my angels.