I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they'd once belonged to the sea.
Never Let Me GoYou know a real friend? Someone you know will look after your cat after you are gone.
Last Words: The Final JournalsLet us hush this cry of 'Forward', till ten thousand years have gone.
Loksley Hall, Day Dream and Other PoemsI shouldn’t have gone out so far, fish,” he said. “Neither for you nor for me. I’m sorry, fish.
The Old Man and the Sea