I am an anarchist, like any other sensible person. ~ Merlyn

We cannot build the future by avenging the past.

You could not give up a human heart as you could give up drinking. The drink was yours, and you could give it up: but your lover’s soul was not your own: it was not at your disposal; you had a duty towards it.

A chaos of mind and body - a time for weeping at sunsets and at the glamour of moonlight - a confusion and profusion of beliefs and hopes, in God, in Truth, in Love, and in Eternity - an ability to be transported by the beauty of physical objects - a heart to ache or swell- a joy so hoyful and a sorrow so sorrowful that oceans could lie between them.

The fisherman fishes as the urchin eats cream buns, from lust.

It seems, in tragedy, that innocence is not enough.

If people reach perfection they vanish, you know.