Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
John DonneSelf-pity is the worst disability a person can have, Callie. It's crippling.
Rag Dolls: Callie's StoryWe must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity.
Nights at the CircusThe man forget not, though in rags he lies, and know the mortal through a crown's disguise.
Mark AkensideThe man was more highly strung than Margaret Thatcher on the rag, God rest her.
The Hooker and the HermitA clown on a throne is still a clown. A king in rags is still a king.
The Sun Is Snowing: Poetry & Prose by C. Joybell CAnd a special thanks for not burning up the whole ship. Including yourself, you daft bum-rag.
Leviathan