The death of one god is the death of all.

The only emperor is the emperor of ice cream.

The poem must resist the intelligenceAlmost successfully.

He heard her low accord, Half prayer and half ditty, And He felt a subtle quiver, That was not heavenly love, Or pity.This is not writIn any book.

Consider the odd morphology of regret.

She looked over the colored boxes of smiling women holding plastic sticks. Why isn’t there a box showing a terrified teen?

The head can travel a far piece while the body sits in one spot. It can traverse many decades, and many conversations can be had, even with the dead.

But having said that, there's also a sea change in attitude towards media.

The liar leads an existence of unutterable loneliness.

Love's pleasure lasts but a moment; love's sorrow lasts all through life.

I often wrangle with myself as an actor, and wrestle with the process. In striving for authenticity I often have the feeling I am falling short.

You just have to connect with people who believe in your vision and who will work with you and advance your cause.

In life there are certain sores which, like a kind of canker, slowly erode the soul in solitude.

Faction seldom leaves a man honest, however it might find him.

Eleven would have been the best time. Eleven is just about the best age for almost everything.