Yes I will come for you. Roll my strength into a ball for you. Throw myself across chance for you. I will be the bridge or the pulley because you are the dream.
My mother has often been labelled as strange but that's because she says things that people can't possibly believe. Mostly she's right.
When my mother heard about this, she was furious, and she crossed Nellie off her prayer list. My dad put her on his instead, so she didn't miss out.
I walked round the block thinking I'd think about it, but my legs were heading home, and sometimes you have to accept that your heart knows what to do.
Nobody knows anything about Shakespeare the person. It's all legend, it is all rumor.
I need the dark places to get outside of common sense.