Shoes twisted into incredible lilies.

There is nothing beginning nor end to the imagination but it delights in its own seasons reversing the usual order at will.

Hell take curtains! Go with some show of inconvenience; sit openly - to the weather as to grief. Or do you think you can shut your grief in?

The pure products of America go crazy--mountain folk from Kentucky or the ribbed north end of Jersey with its isolate lakes and valleys, its deaf-mutes, thieves.

beauty’ is related not to ‘loveliness’ but to a state in which reality plays a part.

Afraid lest he be caught up in a net of words, tripped up, bewildered and so defeated-thrown aside-a man hesitates to write down his innermost convictions.

Your thighs are appletrees whose blossoms touch the sky. Your knees are a southern breeze.