Music makes one feel so romantic - at least it always gets on one's nerves - which is the same thing nowadays.

You must have a cigarette. A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite$$$ and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?

One more stab to the heart$$$ one more reason to hate. One less reason to live.

The beautiful changes<br>In such kind ways$$$<br>Wishing ever to sunder<br>Things and things selves for a second finding$$$ to lose<br>For a moment all that it touches back to wonder.

It was like a page torn from a history book$$$ from some historical novel about the captivity of babylon or Spanish Inquisition.

Sun so generous it shall be you.

America doesn't know today how proud she ought to be of her Ingersoll.

I find letters from God dropt in the street$$$ and every one is sign'd by God's name....

Are you the new person drawn toward me?

I and this mystery$$$ here we stand.