It was a time I slept in many rooms, called myself by many names. I wandered through the quarters of the city like alluvium wanders the river banks. I knew every kind of joy, ascents of every hue. Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.
Roman PayneStichwörter: literature roman payne rooftop-soliloquy incipit
Whilst the wolflets bayed,
A grave was made,
And then with the strokes of a silver spade,
It was filled to make a mound.
And for two cold days and three long nights,
The father tended that holy plot;
And stayed by where his wife was laid, In the grave within the ground.
Stichwörter: death burial grave payne brother-and-sister father-and-wife
You are perfect for a female."
"Not where I come from."
"Then they're using the wrong standard.
Stichwörter: bdb jr-ward payne manny
When Vishous pushed open the door to the exam room, he got a gander at the kind of seating arrangement that made him think fondly of castration.
J.R. WardStichwörter: vishous payne manny
Payne looked back through the glass at the human on the bed. "Yes. I am in love with him. And if you try to dissuade me by the fact that I have not lived yet enough to judge, I say unto you...fuck off.
J.R. WardStichwörter: payne
Do we take less pride in the possession of our home because its walls were built by some unknown carpenter, its tapestries woven by some unknown weaver on a far Oriental shore, in some antique time? No. We show our home to our friends with the pride as if it were our home, which it is. Why then should we take less pride when reading a book written by some long-dead author? Is it not our book just as much, or even more so, than theirs? So the landowner says, ‘Look at my beautiful home! Isn’t it fine?’ And not, ‘Look at the home so-and-so has built.’ Thus we shouldn’t cry, ‘Look what so-and-so has written. What a genius so-and-so is!’ But rather, ‘Look at what I have read! Am I not a genius? Have I not invented these pages? The walls of this universe, did I not build? The souls of these characters, did I not weave?
Roman PayneStichwörter: books happiness writing self-esteem soul home courage literature genius pride self-confidence carpenter possessions esteem payne
In Sanskrit, there exists no word for ‘The Individual’ (L’Individu). En Grèce antique, il n’y avait aucun mot pour dire ‘Devoir’ (Duty). In French, the word for ‘Wife’ is the same as the word for ‘Woman.’ En anglais, nous n’avons aucun mot semblable à l’exquise ‘Jouissance!
Roman PayneStichwörter: woman duty wife individual roman individu payne roman-payne devoir jouissance sanskrit
If you love my work, you are a good critic. If you do not love my work, you are a 'not good' critic.
Roman PayneStichwörter: literary-criticism criticism critics roman payne
SAUL: 'We made love outdoors, my favorite place to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and dripping with sweat.
Roman PayneStichwörter: love sex souls sensuality lovers sweat outdoors weather making-love payne balmy clean-earth two-lovers
We made love outdoors
Without a roof, I like most,
Without stove, to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and gushing of dew.
Stichwörter: love poetry adam-and-eve roman naturalist making-love payne naturism nudist
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