Poets are always taking the weather so personally.
He seemed unaware of the messiness of the arrangement.
I’m a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
I’ve read this same sentence about twenty times since you came in.”Anybody else except Ackley would’ve taken the goddamn hint. Not him though…”What the hellya reading?””Goddamn book.”He shoved my book back with his hand so...
If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she’s late?
Grand. There’s a word I really hate. It’s a phony. I could puke every time I hear it.
Postponed pain is among the most abominable kind to experience.
Were most of your stars out? Were you busy writing your heart out?
I’m sick of just liking people. I wish to God I could meet somebody I could respect.