I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don’t believe I deserved my friends.
I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don’t believe I deserved my friends.
Disobedience to conscience is voluntary; bad poetry, on the other hand, is usually not made on purpose.
One rule which woe betides the banker who fails to heed it ... Never lend any money to anybody unless…
Ah, God, the way your little finger moved As you thrust a bare arm backward And made play with your…