Time doth flit; Oh, shit.
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I never thought that heav'n would lose its blue And sullen storm-clouds mask the gentle sky; I never thought the rose's velvet hue Would pale and sicken, though we said good-by. I never dreamed the lark would hush its note As day succeeded ever-drearier day, Nor knew the song that swelled the robin's throat Would fade to silence, when you went away. I never knew the sun's irradiant beams Upon the brooding earth no more would shine, Nor thought that only in my mocking dreams Would happiness that once I knew be mine. I never thought the slim moon, mournfully, Would shroud her pallid self in murky night. Dear heart, I never thought these things would be- I never thought they would, and I was right.
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They laid their hands upon my head, They stroked my cheek and brow; And time could heal a hurt, they said, And time could dim a vow. And they were pitiful and mild Who whispered to me then; The heart that breaks in April, child; Will mend in May again. Oh, many a mended heart they knew; So old they were, and wise. And little did they have to do To come to me with lies! Who flings me silly talk of May Shall meet a bitter soul; For June was nearly spent away Before my heart was whole.
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All I say is, nobody has any business to go around looking like a horse and behaving as if it were all right. You don't catch horses going around looking like people, do you?
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If wild my breast and sore my pride, I bask in dreams of suicide, If cool my heart and high my head I think "How lucky are the dead."
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Good work, Mary. We all knew you had it in you.
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Money cannot buy health, but I'd settle for a diamond-studded wheelchair.
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My birth certificate read Dorothy May Kinnicutt, but, lest you think that the name Sister has any ecclesiastical significance, let me hasten to point out that it was immediately hung on me by my three-year-old brother, Frankie.
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You can lead a horticulture, but you can’t make her think.
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Razors pain you Rivers are damp Acids stain you and drugs cause cramp
Guns aren't lawful Nooses give Gas smells awful you might as well live
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I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don't do any thing. Not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don't even do that any more.
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You can lead a whore to culture but you can't make her think.
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A little bad taste is like a nice dash of paprika.
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They sicken of the calm who know the storm.
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She runs the gamut of emotions from A to B.
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They sicken at the calm that know the storm.
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I went to a convent in New York and was fired finally for my insistence that the Immaculate Conception was spontaneous combustion.
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Four be the things I'd have been better without: love, curiosity, freckles and doubt
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They sicken of the calm who know the storm
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Men seldom make passes At girls who wear glasses.
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To those she did not like . . . she was a stiletto made of sugar.
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She ran the whole gamut of emotions from A to B.
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That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.
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Courage, it would seem, is nothing less than the power to overcome danger, misfortune, fear, injustice, while continuing to affirm inwardly that life with all its sorrows is good that everything is meaningful even if in a sense beyond our understanding and that there is always tomorrow.
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I might repeat to myself slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound - if I can remember any of the damn things.
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That woman speaks eighteen languages and she can't say 'no' in any one of them
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He Robert Benchley and I had an office so tiny that an inch smaller and it would have been adultery.
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They sicken of the calm that know the storm.
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The best way to keep children home is to make the home atmosphere pleasant -- and let the air out of the tires
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I might repeat to myself slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound - if I can remember any of the damn things
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