The lunatic, the lover, and the poet/Are of imagination all compact.
: A Midsummer's Night Sex Comedy
: unruly things, via the unicorn diaries conceived in Russia.
"What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it."
Speech after long silence; it is right,
All other lovers being estranged or dead,
Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
That we descant and yet again descant
Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song:
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
We loved each other and were ignorant.
It is a restless moment.
She has kept her head lowered,
to give him a chance to come closer.
But he could not, for lack of courage.
She turns and walks away.
That era has passed.
Nothing that belonged to it exists any more.