I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.
Now a soft kiss - Aye by that kiss I vow an endless bliss.
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
There is only one admirable form of the imagination: the imagination that is so intense that it creates a new reality that it makes things happen.
