Someone dragged me by my arms out onto the road, then shoved me, stumbling, down a paved road.
Time is that quality of nature which keeps events from happening all at once. Lately it doesn't seem to be working.
We are made to persist. That's how we find out who we are.
An idealist is one who, on noticing that a rose smells better than a cabbage, concludes that it will also make better soup.
My mother loved children -- she would have given anything if I had been one.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.