by aurumlupus » Sun Oct 06, 2013 7:22 am
Sev sighed. "Then we might want to stop and prepare. If it's gaining and we can't escape, then all that's going to happen is when whatever it is catches us, we'll be dead tired."
"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."