Maxioms by W. H. Auden
When the Sex War ended with the slaughter of the Grandmothers, / They found a bachelor's baby suffocating under them; read more
When the Sex War ended with the slaughter of the Grandmothers, / They found a bachelor's baby suffocating under them; / Somebody called him George and that was the end of it: / They hitched him up to the Army.
A real book is not one that we read, but one that reads us.
A real book is not one that we read, but one that reads us.
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.
The only way to spend New Year’s Eve is either quietly with friends or in a brothel. Otherwise when the read more
The only way to spend New Year’s Eve is either quietly with friends or in a brothel. Otherwise when the evening ends and people pair off, someone is bound to be left in tears.
