The human heart has hidden treasures In secret kept in silence sealed The thoughts the hopes the dreams the pleasures Whose charms were broken if revealed.
Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their...
With me poetry has not been a purpose but a passion.
I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
We must curtail the flow of illegal immigrants...
I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I...
Dialect words are those terrible marks of the beast to the truly genteel.
