Balance the cost of the soul you lost with the dreams you lightly sold.
Coming out of college with a degree in fine arts and painting isn't worth much any more.
Wealthy the spirit that knows its own flight. Stealthy the hunter who slays his own fright. Blessed the traveler who journeys the length of the light
Storybook endings never appear. They're just 'someone's' way of leading us here.
Are you under the power of gold?
I feel it right down in my stomach when I'm in touch with something. I don't know what it is.