From a boy I gloated on existence. Earth to me Seemed all-sufficient and my sojourn there One trembling opportunity for joy.

But I've a rendezvous with Death At midnight in some flaming town, When Spring trips north again this year, And I to my pledged word am true, I shall not fail that rendezvous.

I have a rendezvous with death... I will not fail that rendezvous

At Earth's great market where Joy is trafficked in, Buy while thy purse yet swells with golden Youth.

So die as though your funeral Ushered you through the doors that led Into a stately banquet hall Where heroes banqueted.

Spirit of Beauty, whose sweet impulses, flung like rose of dawn across the sea, alone can flush the exalted consciousness with shafts of sensible divinity-light of the world, essential loveliness.

I had a dream about you last night. I could fly. I was going to use this power to impress you, but you were too heavy to carry, so I won you over with my personality instead

Everywhere I go I'm asked if I think the university stifles writers. My opinion is that they don't stifle enough of them. There's many a best-seller that could have been prevented by a good teacher.

It's hard to not worry, because trying not to worry reminds me that I should be worried

You don’t waste time on suspecting or second guessing when you confront.

I put for the general inclination of all mankind, a perpetual and restless desire of power after power, that ceaseth only in death.

The abortion license has not brought freedom and security to women. Rather, it has ushered in a new era of irresponsibility toward women and children, one that now begins before birth.

Queen Elizabeth of England is the real fashion icon of the century. And she has a sense of humor.

Marry Ann; and at the end of a week you'll find no more inspiration in her than in a plate of muffins.

My only hope to receive love is to let you see who I am, then I may believe you.

The discovery of an important need is almost as important as the invention which satisfies this need.