Who gathers the withered rose?

This does not matter. This is not anything yet. It all depends on what you do with it, afterward.

To live anywhere in the world today and be against equality because of race or color is like living in Alaska and being against snow.

I love Virginians because Virginians are all snobs and I like snobs. A snob has to spend so much time being a snob that he has little time left to meddle with you.

I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats like pieces of broken mirror, then beyond them lights began in the pale clear air, trembling a little like butterflies hovering a long way off.

Where the shadow of the bridge fell I could see down for a long way, but not as far as the bottom. When you leave a leaf in water a long time after awhile the tissue will be gone and the delicate fibres waving slow as the motion of sleep. They don't touch one another, no matter how knotted up they once were, no matter how close they lay once to the bones.

My ideal job? Landlord of a bordello! The company's good and the mornings are quiet, which is the best time to write.