Oh love and hate are two sides of the same blade
Even a stunted tree reaches for sunlight.
Garner knowledge, by any means possible
After you, it's all cheap tequila.
For this too I learned, that a storyteller's tale may end, but history goes on always. These events, so distant in legend, play a part in shaping the very events we witness about us, each and every day.
Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?