For it was not into my ear you whispered but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed but my soul.
Failure too is a form of death.
Against the beautiful and the clever and the successful one can wage a...
A petty reason perhaps why novelists more and more try to keep a distance...
The truth has never been of any real value to any human being - it is a...
Gotta break your neck to see a star in this yard.
The dreadful truth is that when people come to see their MP they have run...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
