It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage.

Nature is always hinting at us. It hints over and over again. And suddenly we take the hint.

Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away / You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.

There is the fear that we shan't prove worthy in the eyes of someone who knows us at least as well as we know ourselves. That is the fear of God. And there is the fear of Man -fear that men won't understand us and we shall be cut of from them.

Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice.

Hope is not found in a way out but a way through.

Keep all ur troubles in ur own pocket. But, make sure that the pocket has a hole!