by aurumlupus » Sat Oct 05, 2013 10:55 am
Sev shrugged slightly. "That's just it, we don't know. For all we know, to the far north, there might be heavily wooded landed as far as the eye can see."
"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."