Ô, the wine of a woman from heaven is sent,more perfect than all that a man can invent.

In the boundaryless forests, there’re dancers of nude.Yet in the confines of pasture, there’s promise of food.On which is your side?Ô, but tarry and bide,ere you decide,in both do confide.

From all that I saw, and everywhere I wandered, I learned that time cannot be spent. It can only be squandered.

I’ve only been to jail a few times, but in several different countries, at that. No, I've only been to jail a few times. But I still claim the ability to write a "serious" novel.

From all that I saw,and everywhere I wandered,I learned that time cannot be spent,It only can be squandered.