by aurumlupus » Sat Aug 11, 2012 4:09 am
Sev stretched, got up, and walked out of the gym. He went back to wandering around the school aimlessly. He didn't have much to do, and didn't want to get caught up in the plans for the ball overly much either.
"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."