Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces in the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
T. S. Eliot—Rhapsody on a Windy Night
Category: Quotes
Words I admire
Buk
“Really, I’m not a very good speaker at all. I’m very withdrawn and tense. I save it all and put it in words on paper. I’m sure you’ll be disappointed in me, but it’s the way I’ve always been.”
Charles Bukowski—Aftermath of a Lengthy Rejection Slip
Rummages Across the Dead Land 