Moments Of Their Secret Life Together Burst

But My Body Was Like A Harp And Her Words And Gestures Were Like Fingers Running Upon The Wires.

Very Gratefully, With Grateful Appreciation, With Sincere Appreciative Gratitude, In Appreciatively Grateful Sincerity Of Regret, He Declined.

...rapid Motion Through Space Elates One.

I Will Tell You What I Will Do And What I Will Not Do. I Will Not Serve That In Which I No Longer Believe, Whether It Calls Itself My Home, My Fatherland, Or My Church: And I Will Try To Express Myself In Some Mode Of Life Or Art As Freely As I Can And As Wholly As I Can, Using For My Defense The Only Arms I Allow Myself To Use -- Silence, Exile, And Cunning.

My Mouth Is Full Of Decayed Teeth And My Soul Of Decayed Ambitions.