Action Is Character.

I Like People And I Like Them To Like Me, But I Wear My Heart Where God Put It, On The Inside.

After All, Life Hasn't Much To Offer Except Youth, And I Suppose For Older People, The Love Of Youth In Others.

She Wanted To Exist Only As A Conscious Flower, Prolonging And Preserving Herself

Poetry Is Either Something That Lives Like Fire Inside You -- Like Music To The Musician Or Marxism To The Communist -- Or Else It Is Nothing, An Empty, Formalized Bore Around Which Pedants Can Endlessly Drone Their Notes And Explanations.

Let Me Tell You About The Very Rich. They Are Different From You And Me.