The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending Their bare boughs weighed with snow; The storm is fast descending, And yet I cannot go. Clouds beyond c...
An extraordinary dream by lord charles wellesley. (Charlotte Bronte) 'In this slumber i thought i was walking on the banks of a river... Which murmered over small pebbles at the bottom, gleaming like crystals through the silver stream' 'and the green...
At the Moor Wanderer in the black wind; quietly the dry reeds whisper In the stillness of the moor. In the gray sky A flock of wild birds follows; Slanting over gloomy waters. Turmoil. In decayed hut The spirit of putrescence flutters with black wing...
My Lord, I find thy face apelike and thy form misshapen. Thy beard, moreover, is an offense against decency, resembling more closely the scabrous fir which doth decorate the hinder portion of a mongrel dog than a proper adornement for a human face. I...
William 'Wild Bill' Wharton: [Brutus Howell hands out cold sodas to the other guards] Hey, hey, I'm gonna get some too, ain't I? Brutus "Brutal" Howell: My ass you get some too. Paul Edgecomb: What makes you think you deserve any? William 'Wild Bill'...
It's my experience that you first feel the impulse to write in your chest. It's like falling in love, only more so. It feels like something criminal. It feels like unspeakably wild sex. So, think: When you feel the overpowering need to go out and fin...
Believe in the power of dreams.
Everyone is the other and no one is himself.
Solidarity is an attitude of resistance, I suppose, or it should be.
Attitudes are more important than facts.
What reader wants to be told what attitude to strike?
What was past was past. I suppose that was the general attitude.
Privacy is one of the biggest problems in this new electronic age.
A lot of its readers are of an age where they forget to cancel.
We do live in this age of new media.
Now is the age of anxiety.
Testing oneself is best when done alone.
What is art? Nature concentrated.
All art is about appealing to emotion.
A circle has no end.
They are the we of me.
