Proclaim your pride and bitterness loudly to the world, but to me speak softly, and tell me simply that she doesn't love you.
My pessimism goes to the point of suspecting the sincerity of the pessimists.
A large nose is in fact the sign of an affable man, good, courteous, witty, liberal, courageous, such as I am.
Cyrano: The leaves--- Roxane: What color---Perfect Venetian red! Look at them fall. Cyrano: Yes---they know how to die. A little way From the branch to the earth, a little fear Of mingling with the common dust---and yet They go down gracefully---a fall that seems Like flying!
...But...to sing, to dream, to smile, to walk, to be alone, be free, with a voice that stirs and an eye that still can see! To cock your hat to one side, when you please at a yes, a no, to fight, or- make poetry! To work without a thought of fame or fortune, on that journey, that you dream of, to the moon! Never to write a line that's not your own...
Your neck. I want to kiss it.