Deaths in the good-bye. – Anne Sexton
O yellow eye,
let me be sick with your heat,
let me be feverish and frowning. – Anne Sexton
Deaths in the good-bye. – Anne Sexton
O yellow eye,
let me be sick with your heat,
let me be feverish and frowning. – Anne Sexton
Well, one gets out of bed and the planets don’t always hiss or muck up the day, each day. – Anne Sexton
It doesnt matter who my father was it matters who I remember he was. – Anne Sexton
Ive been looking at some video clips on YouTube of President Obama – then candidate Obama – going through Iowa making promises. The gap between his promises and his performance is the largest Ive seen, well, since the Kardashian wedding and the promise of til death do we part. – Mitt Romney
It was the hour of four in the afternoon, and already in hillside homesteads the day was nearly done. There was everywhere an air of that sweet, old-fashioned leisure which the world has nearly lost. It lingered in the slant sunlight that threw shadows across the winding road… – Florence Bone (1875–1971), The Morning of To‑Day, 1907