“Coffee, my delight of the morning; yoga, my delight of the noon. Then before nightfall, I run along the pleasant paths of… — 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
“...You see I believe in that stuff to: yoga and mystical powers. I once knew a man who could kill himself on… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“She is my morning, she is my evening; we have a love that blooms over and again, more beautifully each time than the last.… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Ô, Wanderess, Wanderess When did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“No man sings as beautifully as when his song is accompanied by a woman’s voice.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“As I look back on my life, I think of how few rules should be followed. As for men, they must learn bravery and… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The green-eyed angel came in less than a half hour and fell docile as a lamb into my arms. We kissed and caressed, I… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“When a Wanderess has been caged, Or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, and lives most heroic, When she smiles… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Never did the world make a queen of a girl who hides in houses and dreams without traveling.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Champagne arrived in flûtes on trays, and we emptied them with gladness in our hearts... for when feasts are laid and classical music is… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“We look up to see if it is day or night. If stars burn cool and moon does shine, we take to smoke divine… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“We were hooked when we woke. We had arms for each other. But I yearned to resume My dreams of another.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“We made love outdoors Without a roof, I like most, Without stove, to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I was angry at myself for my inclination to vice. I longed for the day when a state of frenzy would lead my mind… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
