I warmly recommend to you the films of poets.
The personal was, compared with the tides of great nations, a bothersome detail.
Once you've grown up in space, moving on means moving out, not going back to Earth. Nobody wants to be a groundpounder.
When the chemistry is right, all the experiments work.
Any technology that does not appear magical is insufficiently advanced.
The peers just fill the air with their speeches. ""And from what I've seen, vice versa.
They will do anything for the worker, except become one.
Handel understands effect better than any of us -- when he chooses, he strikes like a thunderbolt.
At heart, he could not abide sense in women: he liked to see them as silly, as light-headed, as vain, as open to ridicule as possible; because they were then in reality what he held them to be, and wished them to be,--inferior: toys to play with, to amuse a vacant hour and to be thrown away.
We'll be friends until forever, just you wait and see
Poetry will exist as long as there is a problem of life and death