by aurumlupus » Thu Aug 08, 2013 5:17 pm
khalil smiled at the irony of her question. "I don't know really." he replied. "How would I know that I met one, though?" He felt a small pang in his stomach, reminding him how long it had been since he last fed.
"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."