Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.

A poem is a naked person... Some people say that I am a poet.

Some people have told me that I'm grumpy; it's not something that I'm aware of. It's not like I walk around poking children in the eye... not very small ones, anyway.

Honesty pays, but it doesn't seem to pay enough to suit some people.

I like some animals more than some people, some people more than some animals.

Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.