"A man's intelligence is his soil." - WS
"A truth that's told with bad intent beats all the lies you can invent" - WB
"Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believ'd" -WB
"The Sun must bear no name, gold flourisher, but be in the difficulty that it is to be." - WS
Monday, July 05, 2004
The old lady sat with her caretaker on the bench. Her underlids drooped from the sockets blood pink, and where were the eyes--black pimentos darting around up top. Could she see with those?
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