With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand. – Federico Garcia Lorca
Pick the day. Enjoy it – to the hilt. The day as it comes. People as they come… The past, I think, has helped me appreciate the present – and I dont want to spoil any of it by fretting about the future. – Audrey Hepburn
He has turned defensive boxing into a poetic art. Trouble is, nobody ever knocked anybody out with a poem. – Eddie Shaw, referring to Herol “Bomber” Graham
