Some people wear their heart up on their sleeve. I wear mine underneath my right pant leg, strapped to my boot.
Some people wear their heart up on their sleeve. I wear mine underneath my right pant leg, strapped to my boot.
We forfeit three-fourths of ourselves in order to be like other people.
The proper rewards are not simply tacked on to the activity for which they are given, but are the activity…
For she's made of flint and roses, very odd;