But glad to have sat under Thunder and rain with you, And grateful too For sunlight on the garden.
Collected Poems of Louis MacNeiceThese stories depressed me. Love ruined people's lives, the way our parents said drugs could.
CasebookShe had dealt with her pregnancy by wrapping herself in dreams.
Catherine the Great: Portrait of a WomanThem lady poets must not marry, pal . . . It is a true error to marry with poets / or to be by them.
The Dream Songs: PoemsDying in the line of duty is heroic, but dying while unemployed is just stupid.
Death Note, Vol. 5: WhiteoutIn God we trust. All others [must] have data. - Bernard Fisher
The Emperor of All Maladies: A Biography of CancerDeath is not the worst thing; rather, when one who craves death cannot attain even that wish.
ElectraIf abandoned rage asks, / Say, the very blood of our lives eats composure up.
The End of the Alphabet: Poems