If the writing is honest it cannot be separated from the man who wrote it.
What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your fingers, until your fingers are broken?
The name of a person you love is more than language.
You take it for granted that I am in something that I want to get out of.
Bohemia has no banner. It survives by discretion.
Like a cat on a hot tin roof.