While a few pertinent points have to be marked, the general impression I desire to convey is of a side door crashing open in life's full flight, and a rush of roaring black time drowning with its whipping wind the cry of lone disaster.

Nymphets do not occur in polar regions.

Although I could never get used to the constant state of anxiety in which the guilty, the great, and the tenderhearted live, I felt I was doing my best in the way of mimicry.

a person hoping to become a poet must have the capacity of thinking of several things at a time.

I don't think in any language. I think in images.

There he stood, in the camouflage of sun and shade, disfigured by them and masked by his own nakedness.

The evolution of sense is, in a sense, the evolution of nonsense.