The poem is a little myth of man's capacity of making life meaningful. And in the end the poem is not a thing we see-it is rather a light by which we may see-and what we see is life.
The beauty of women was the first expression of my photography.
I still forgive him because by doing what he did he made it famous.
Madam C. J. Walker (1867-1919) was “the first Black woman...
It may be that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as...
True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally...
