“The birthing wolf, Her heart fed with tenderness, Gave forth from ripe brown nipples, Food to feed the universe.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I like the posture, but not the yoga. I like the inebriated morning, but not the opium. I like the flower but… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I just wish moments weren’t so fleeting!' Isaac called to the man on the roof, 'They pass so quickly!' 'Fleeting?!' responded the… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The youthful body untouched decays the fastest, for no living hands record its splendor; and here youth and time are wasted.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The tragedy of Dionysus: Wear a black robe at night, and white you’ll wear by morning; but wear a purple robe to… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Ô, the wine of a woman from heaven is sent, more perfect than all that a man can invent. When she came… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I’ve decided the act that cannot wait / is the important will to create / But, ah, if my belly is ignored… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Whilst the wolflets bayed, A grave was made, And then with the strokes of a silver spade, It was filled to make… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“May a man live well-, and long-enough, to leave many joyful widows behind him.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Alexander the Great slept with 'The Iliad' beneath his pillow. Though I’ve never led an army, I am a wanderer. I cradle… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Payne put her palm up to her pounding heart. “I . . . don’t understand why you would . . . do… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“I regained my soul through literature after those times I'd lost it to wild-eyed gypsy girls on the European streets.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“What a face this girl possessed!—Could I neither die then nor gaze at her face every day, I would need to recreate… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams. We knew nothing of travel and we knew nothing… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“We rode the basement trains all night, speeding through the subterrains. I held her chin in the cup of my hand and… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I sat up in the strange bed fearing it had been a dream, afraid I would never see her again. Not because… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“She wakes in a puddle of sunlight. Her hands asleep beside her. Her hair draped on the lawn like a mantle of… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Did I live the spring I’d sought? It’s true in joy, I walked along, took part in dance, and sang the song.… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture,… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“It is growing cold. Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow. What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! One… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“There are times when a man should sleep entwined in the warm flesh of a woman, his flanks plummeting into the perfumed… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The ‘Muse’ is not an artistic mystery, but a mathematical equation. The gift are those ideas you think of as you drift… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Life is Not a perpetual climb towards Greatness. For our family, ourselves, and friends, It is but sad Decay, so, Let every… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“If you love my work, you are a good critic. If you do not love my work, you are a 'not good'… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
