Burn flame burn !
Feed my soul's quick light
With stolen fires
Of delight
Ringlets of longing
steeped in soft subtle dreaming
Buttressed by the shiny
papers that the natives
find to paste the soul
's gaping abyss of dark and noxious paths
All the while
raising heated fumes from the soul's
once-moderate and muted grace
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- Nadia M
- I am now 45 yrs old and a graduate student.
Quotations
Age before Beauty, the woman said. Pearls before Swine, Parker replied.
Why be a man when you can be a success?Bertolt Brecht
I have but one passion: to enlighten those who have been kept in the dark, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and is entitled to happiness. My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.Emile Zola
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing; the last of the human freedoms—to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.Viktor Frankl
Why be a man when you can be a success?Bertolt Brecht
I have but one passion: to enlighten those who have been kept in the dark, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and is entitled to happiness. My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.Emile Zola
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing; the last of the human freedoms—to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.Viktor Frankl
