We were both young when I first saw youI close my eyes and the flashback starts?I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air?See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns?
I don't care about others to scold me, as long as they fear me.
Purity of heart is to will one thing.
Political language is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind.
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.