by aurumlupus » Fri Jul 13, 2012 5:42 pm
Sev looked up. "Just how... powerless I feel. I want to help you and make your life as best as I can, yet there is so much that I can't do anything about." he clentched his free hand.
"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more:
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
"Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man."
"And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything."