We cannot predict the future, but we can invent it..
I'm a wuss - a complete wuss!.
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown, Student of our sweet English tongue, I never indulge in poetics - Unless I am down with rheumatics..
I was in L.A. in '08. It was a cold Saturday night. I had spread my phone number out to a score of women and was just indulging this sweet, sad, eleg….
It is not the bee's touching on the flowers that gathers the honey, but her abiding for a time upon them, and drawing out the sweet..
My goal now is to dance all the dances as long as I can, and then to sit down contented after the last elegant tango some sweet night and pass on bec….
How sweet and soothing is this hour of calm! I thank thee, night! for thou has chased away these horrid bodements which, amidst the throng, I could n….
Women writers of all people should know better than to pigeonhole women, put them in little groups, the smart one, the sweet one..
FOAM OF THE DAZE is a novel like no other, a sexy, innocent, smart and sweet cartoon of a world which then begins, little by little, to bleed real bl….
Gos bless America, my home sweet home..
Longhaired preachers come out every night, Tryin' to tell us what's wrong and what's right. But when asked about something to eat, They will tell you….
Happy the life, that in a peaceful stream, Obscure, unnoticed through the vale has flow'd; The heart that ne'er was charm'd by fortune's gleam Is eve….
There is a word sweeter than mother, home or heaven. That word is liberty..
It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, “Peace! Peace!” — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale tha….
O most illustrious of the days of time! Day full of joy and benison to earth When Thou wast born, sweet Babe of Bethlehem! With dazzling pomp descend….
Within a bony labrinthean cave, Reached by the pulse of the aerial wave, This sibyl, sweet, and Mystic Sense is found, Muse, that presides o'er all t….
I love to eat and I love sweets... like chocolate. But I do work out..
A carnival in daylight is an unfinished beast, anyway. Rain makes it a ghost. The wheezing music from the empty, motionless rides in a soggy, rained-….
The melody rolled over her, as cool and sweet as water, as hopeful and lovely as sunrise..
I have the biggest sweet tooth ever. I love chocolate, I love sugar, all that stuff. But I've learned to kind of not eat it but just treat myself eve….
Did you come of age in those sweet summers of the early nineteen-sixties, when the airwaves were full of rock and roll's doo-wop promise of joy and t….