The minds of the everlasting gods are not changed suddenly.
Aries in his many fits knows no favorites.
And here I am using my own lungs like a sucker.
We got a little rule back home: If it's brown, drink it down. If it's black, send it back.
Persuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs, Silence that spoke and eloquence of eyes.
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.