All kings are blind. The good ones see this and use more than their eyes to lead.
You're looking at that chick like you want to roll her up in a taco and put your hot sauce all over her.
Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.
Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither!
Sorry, you're on the ride now, and there's no getting off in the middle.
You are so . . . odd." "I shall take that as a compliment." -Thor to No'One