by aurumlupus » Sat Mar 15, 2014 2:28 pm
Sev sighed, and pushed himself up, shaking his head slightly to dislodge most of the water that had gathered in his hair. He pushed himself to his feet, then turned and offered his hand to help Shiya up to her feet, smiling warmly.
"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."