by aurumlupus » Thu May 24, 2012 8:33 am
Faith gently smiled. "Cyrus, the one thing I learned ever since I was training, was to not become attached to anyone or anything, for the werewolf world changes too much for that. The only one I have ever been attached to, is currently holding me tight, and I never want him to let go."
"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."