Quotes by William Empson
It seems unpleasantly refined to put things off till someone knows.
The heart of standing is you cannot fly.
Waiting for the end, boys, waiting for the end.
Law makes long spokes of the short stakes of men.
Slowly the poison the whole blood stream fills. It is not the effort nor the failure tires. The waste remains, the waste remains and kills.
Shall I make it clear, boys, for all to apprehend, Those that will not hear, boys, waiting for the end,...
My heart pumps yet the poison draught of you.
Liberal hopefulness Regards death as a mere border to an improving picture.
It is the pain, it is the pain, endures.
Buddhists and Christians contrive to agree about death ...
