I, while the gods laugh, the world's vortex am;Maelström of passions in that hidden seaWhose waves of all-time lap the coasts of me;And in small compass the dark waters cram.- I, While the Gods Laugh, the World's Vortex Am
Philosophy, Passion
He saw in happiness the seeds of independence, and in independence the seeds of revolt.
Happiness, Independence
It was not often that Flay approved of happiness in others. He saw in happiness the seeds of independence, and in independence the seeds of revolt. But on an occasion such as this it was different, for the spirit of convention was being rigorously adhered to, and in between his ribs Mr. Flay experienced twinges of pleasure.
For death is life. It is only living that is lifeless.
Life, Death
Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia.
Life, Death, Funny
If seeing her an hour before her lastWeak cough into all blackness I could yetBe held by chalk-white walls- The Consumptive. Belsen 1945
Death, Art
Why break the heart that never beat from love?
Love, Heart
Oh how I hate people!
People
Civilized people don't feel.
People, Emotions, Feelings
How merciful a thing is man's ignorance of his immediate future! What a ghastly, paralysing thing it would have been if all those present could have known what was about to happen within a matter of seconds! For nothing short of pre-knowledge could have stopped the occurrence, so suddenly it sprang upon them.
Future, Ignorance