Sex Is Designed For People Who Like

Here Silence Stands Like Heat. Here Leaves Unnoticed Thicken, Hidden Weeds Flower, Neglected Waters Quicken, Luminously-peopled Air Ascends; And Past The Poppies Bluish Neutral Distance Ends The Land Suddenly Beyond A Beach Of Shapes And Shingle. Here Is Unfenced Existence: Facing The Sun, Untalkative, Out Of Reach.

You Can't Put Off Being Young Until You Retire.

The Difficult Part Of Love Is Being Selfish Enough.

I Have Wished You Something None Of The Others Would.

Novels Seem To Me To Be Richer, Broader, Deeper, More Enjoyable Than Poems.