I would define in brief the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty.
Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their...
With me poetry has not been a purpose but a passion.
I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.
It is the nature of truth in general as of some ores in particular to be...
I feel by posing for Playboy I've discovered my own sexuality and beauty and...
Beauty is the still birth of suffering every woman knows that.
All the beauty of the world 'tis but skin deep.
Those who find beauty in all of nature will find themselves at one with the...
In solitude the mind gains strength and learns to lean upon itself.
