Without a muse, a poet is but a writer. |
I’m sleepy today and I’ll be sleepy tomorrow too |
The trouble with religion is that it leaves little room for sin. |
Lonely doesn’t begin to explain the depth of my solitude. |
I will follow you into your heaven whether mind, heart or soul. |
Henrik Ibsen |
I’ve really been writing love poems when I have no real muse. |
The president, |
Some people call them taxes. In truth they are shares in fostering humanity. |
My only fear of death is reincarnation. |