Scotland just isn't terribly Tory.
Debts are nowadays like children begot with pleasure, but brought forth in pain.
I prefer an interesting vice to a virtue that bores.
You never see the old austerity That was the essence of civility; Young people hereabouts, unbridled, now Just want.
Reason is not what decides love.
When you model yourself on people, you should try to resemble their good sides.
What! Would you make no distinction between hypocrisy and devotion? Would you give them the same names, and respect the mask as you do the face? Would you equate artifice and sincerity? Confound appearance with truth? Regard the phantom as the very person? Value counterfeit as cash?
I write really scathing, angry stuff when I'm in a better mood, and then uplifting and happy stuff when I'm at the absolute bottom.
In Montreal spring is like an autopsy. Everyone wants to see the inside of the frozen mammoth. Girls rip off their sleeves and the flesh is sweet and white, like wood under green bark. From the streets a sexual manifesto rises like an inflating tire, “the winter has not killed us again!
I really admire a woman for her intelligence, her personality. Beauty is not enough.
Royal Young's writing is that rare blend of irony and beauty.