#prose

She told me there was a place on my face she wanted to inhale. ↗

— Mikl Paul

#love-story #prose #prose-poetry #love

Swirled tight, trussed, manic, most trusted. You love hills, swells, waves of sand, waves of water. You love traffic on bridges that might split in two. You love stairs leading to stairs leading to ice cream stands. Shards of pottery as good as a map. You love fractured control towers and the very broken Alaskan Way Viaduct. You love squat corner stores and barber-pole signs. You love the idea of privacy in a city of windows, the idea of light in a city of shadows. ↗

— Carol Guess

#love

It was not till toward the end of the thirteenth century that the prose romances began to appear. ↗

— Thomas Bulfinch

#began #century #end #prose #romances

If you violate Nature's laws you are your own prosecuting attorney, judge, jury, and hangman. ↗

— Luther Burbank

#attorney #hangman #judge #jury #laws

A lot of powerful people in Washington may think it's a crazy-leftist-fringe position to think the intellectual authors of a torture regime should be investigated and prosecuted. ↗

— John Cusack

#intellectual #investigated #lot #may #people

The government doesn't really prosecute for polygamy anymore, but a lot of the arrests are of groups supporting themselves through welfare scams or for child abuse. So that was all I'd really heard about polygamists. ↗

— Jeanne Tripplehorn

#abuse #anymore #arrests #child #child abuse

One merit of poetry few persons will deny: it says more and in fewer words than prose. ↗

— Voltaire

#deny #few #fewer #merit #more

Poetry is a beautiful way of spoiling prose, and the laborious art of exchanging plain sense for harmony. ↗

— Horace Walpole

#beautiful #beautiful way #exchanging #harmony #laborious

I believe Watergate shows that the system did work. Particularly the Judiciary and the Congress, and ultimately an independent prosecutor working in the Executive Branch. ↗

— Bob Woodward

#branch #congress #did #executive #executive branch

The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#essence #gives #his #mind #mold