by aurumlupus » Thu Jan 31, 2013 3:10 pm
Sev sat there quietly, not wanting to make it awkward for her.
Faith shook her head. "Doesn't matter to me Dreysn." She replied. "Say and believe what you want, I just want to be right here in your arms."
"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."