80 Quotes by William Williams

Subtle, clever brain, wiser than I am, by what devious means do you contrive to remain idle? Teach me, O master.

No woman is virtuous, who does not give herself to her lover

Antony and Cleopatrawere right;they have shownthe way. I love youor I do not liveat all.

A profusion of pink roses being ragged in the rain speaks to me of all gentleness and its enduring.

The business of love iscruelty which,by our wills,we transformto live together.

You sullen pig of a manyou force me into the mudwith your stinking ash-cart!

You slapped my faceOh but so gently I smiledAt the caress.

You slapped my face Oh but so gently I smiled At the caress.

This is where the difficulty lies. We are lucky when that underground current can be tapped and the secret spring of all our lives will send up its pure water. It seldom happens. A thousand trivialities push themselves to the front, our lying habits of everyday speech and thought are foremost, telling us that that is what "they" want to hear. Tell them something else.