Spare the child and spoil the rod, I am not sellin' myself to god.
Life is an adventure of our own design intersected by fate and a series of lucky and unlucky accidents.
I thought to myself that he contained a whole universe that I had yet to know.
The hand above turns those leaves of loves, all in all a timeless view. Each dream of life flung from paradise everlasting, ever new.
It was no hardship to me to spend long hours reading and writing.
I was so unhealthy as a child, and at least three or four times my parents were told to get ready, that I would not make it.