All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008 / 1:13 PM
Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night;Give me my Romeo; and, when I shall die,Take him and cut him out in little stars,And he will make the face of heaven so fineThat all the world will be in love with night...
Waiting for the day
Monday, January 14, 2008 / 9:56 AM
Could it be?
Thursday, January 03, 2008 / 11:18 AM
Baby you're my kryptonite