My! ain't men blinder'n moles?

I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it.

Polyphonic prose is a kind of free verse, except that it is still freer. Polyphonic makes full use of cadence, rime, alliteration, assonance.

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.

Happiness, to some, elation; Is, to others, mere stagnation.

Oh! To be a butterfly Still, upon a flower, Winking with its painted wings, Happy in the hour.

Happiness, to some, is elation; to others it is mere stagnation.

Sexual love is the most stupendous fact of the universe, and the most magical mystery our poor blind senses know.

When you came, you were like red wine and honey, and the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.

Hate is ravening vulture beaks descending on a place of skulls.

Her half-closed eyes were moist and tremulous and languid with desire. I began to drink love from them with thirsty kisses

He said her name, repeatedly, so that she never lost the sound of his voice around it. So that every time someone called her name, she would be able to hear only Aman Erum.

I used to look at horror movies as being really real and it would totally freak me out and give me nightmares. Now I watch and think, 'whoa how'd they do that?

Every man's work, pursued steadily, tends to become an end in itself, and so to bridge over the loveless chasms of his life.

Too many of my Senate colleagues overdid it. They stayed on too long - napping through committee hearings when they should have packed up and gone home.

Everyone cleaves to the doctrine he has happened upon, as to a rock against which he has been thrown by tempest.

The path of things is silent. Will they suffer a speaker to go with them?

I'm very collaborative with everybody on the set.

I don't think there was enough skepticism because I think most of us kind of believed that Saddam Hussein was building biological, chemical, and perhaps even, nuclear weapons.

You just have to believe in a corporate pulse.