Evil isn’t an army that besieges a city from outside the walls. It is a native of the city. It is the mutiny in the garrison, the poison in the water, the ashes in the bread.
Evil isn’t an army that besieges a city from outside the walls. It is a native of the city. It is the mutiny in the garrison, the poison in the water, the ashes in the bread.
A witness cannot give evidence of his age unless he can remember being born.
Westron wynde, when wilt thou blow, The small raine down can raine. Cryst, if my love were in my armes…
Men are generally idle, and ready to satisfy themselves, and intimidate the industry of others, by calling that impossible which…