by aurumlupus » Thu Oct 11, 2012 6:01 pm
Sev eventually hunted down the cafeteria. He grabbed some fluffy pancakes, a few slices of toast, bacon, syrup, and butter, balancing all that on one arm, and in the other carried a glass of orange juice, and made his way back to Mable's room.
"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."