If we ask a vague question such as 'What is poetry?' we expect a vague answer such as 'Poetry is the music of words ' or 'Poetry is the linguistic correction of disorder.'
Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.
The real war will never get in the books.
Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.
Here or henceforward it is all the same to me I accept Time absolutely.
“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am...
A grownup is a child with layers on....
A grownup is a child with layers on.
If way to the better there be, it exacts a full look at the worst.
