by aurumlupus » Wed Oct 31, 2012 2:56 pm
Sev smiled, allowing himself to be pulled down. "Alright." He replied. He gently wrapped his arms around her.
"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."