When to soft Sleep we give ourselves away, And in a dream as in a fairy bark Drift on and on through the enchanted dark To purple daybreak–little thought we pay To that sweet bitter world we know by day. – Thomas Bailey Aldrich
I sort of always had an inkling towards some kind of an art form. I grew up in a very small town, and I just figure-skated. My dad played hockey and I was surrounded by sports, but it wasnt quite doing it for me. I wasnt totally fulfilled, and I did a lot of skating. – Rachel McAdams
