Maxioms by W. H. Auden
All sins tend to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is damnation.
All sins tend to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is damnation.
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, read more
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
Proper names are poetry in the raw. Like all poetry they are untranslatable.
Proper names are poetry in the raw. Like all poetry they are untranslatable.
We are here on earth to do good to others. What the others
are here for, I don't know.
We are here on earth to do good to others. What the others
are here for, I don't know.
