Fantastic tyrant of the amorous heart. How hard thy yoke how cruel thy dart. Those escape your anger who refuse your sway and those are punished most who most obey.
Hopes are but the dreams of those that wake.
For when with beauty we can virtue join We paint the semblance of a form...
I love each and every one of you but like my own family you thrill you...
Anger becomes limiting restricting. You can't see through it. While anger is...
As a system of philosophy it is not like the Tower of Babel so daring its...
Anger is seldom without argument but seldom with a good one.
I remember being in Hollywood at the age of 16 and marveling at the stars. The idea of being part of it never entered my mind. It was too far-fetched.
