“Byron: The luxuries of this place have made me soft.The metal point's gone from my pen, there's nothing left but the feather. Gutman:That may be true.But what can you do about it? Byron:Make a departure. Gutman:From yourself? Byron:From my present… — Tenesse Williams Copy Share Image
“You have a spark of anarchy in your spirit and that's not to be tolerated. Nothing wild or honest is tolerated her! It has… — Tenesse Williams Copy Share Image
“Byron: The luxuries of this place have made me soft.The metal point's gone from my pen, there's nothing left but the feather. Gutman:That may… — Tenesse Williams Copy Share Image
“-The little comfort of love? -Is that comfort so little? -Caged birds accept each other but flight is what they long for.” — Tenesse Williams Copy Share Image
