Let us hush this cry of 'Forward', till ten thousand years have gone.
Loksley Hall, Day Dream and Other PoemsI wonder why people work so hard to become politicians just in order to do something wrong.
Lieutenant Lockeast, And Other StoriesNever does one so constantly see so many different things as when peering from a small window.
Lieutenant Lockeast, And Other StoriesThe only purpose of our lives consists in waking each other up and being there for each other.
Moon Time: The Art of Harmony with Nature and Lunar CyclesI'm way hot," he muttered. "But I don't feel sick. Just — way hot." Fang
Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports