Caught between glass and wood, that which breaks and that which bends, that which sings and that which survive. So our lives go.
Mercedes LackeyThree things see no end- A flower blighted ere it bloomed, A message that was wasted, And a journey that was doomed.
Mercedes LackeyNevertheless, now that I have met you, I know that all that I am, and all that I have, could not match what you are worth.
Mercedes LackeyThree things never trust in- The maiden sworn as pure, The vows a king has given, And an ambush that is sure.
Mercedes Lackey