The maimings of love are endlessly funny.
Can you see through the night, woman, that you stare so upon it? Man, what sparks do your eyes follow in the smouldering darkness?
Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in.
All books are either dreams or swords, you can cut, or you can drug, with words.
Sexual love is the most stupendous fact of the universe, and the most magical mystery our poor blind senses know.
Oh! To be a butterfly Still, upon a flower, Winking with its painted wings, Happy in the hour.
When you came, you were like red wine and honey, and the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
When an upstart dictator in the United States succeeds in making this a one-party form of government, I shall have the courage to stand up and advocate the use of bullets.
Hollywood movies of the Fifties, like The Ten Commandments and Ben-Hur, with their epic clash of pagan and Judeo-Christian cultures, tell more about art and society than the French-infatuated ideologues who have made a travesty of the best American higher criticism.
I don't. I look my age; and I am my age. It is the other people who look older than they are. What can you expect from people who eat corpses and drink spirits?
A company finds its destiny by answering three questions: 'Who are we?,' 'What do we stand for?,' and 'How do we serve?,'