Love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth.
Father said conflict develops the character
Most people hew the battlements of life from compromise, erecting their impregnable keeps from judicious submissions, fabricating their philosophical drawbridges from emotional retractions and scalding marauders in the boiling oil of sour grapes.
She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring.
Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.
I can't read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.