The things of which we want the proof are those we know the best.
Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane
I never saw a meme; I never saw the sea.
Why should we censure Othello when the Criterion Lover says, "Thou shalt have no other Gods before Me"?
Write me of hope and love, and hearts that endured.
Memory is a strange Bell—Jubilee, and Knell.