An incurable itch for scribbling takes possession of many, and grows inveterate in their insane breasts. – Juvenal, Satires
Give up all hope of peace so long as your mother-in-law is alive. – Juvenal, Satires
An incurable itch for scribbling takes possession of many, and grows inveterate in their insane breasts. – Juvenal, Satires
Give up all hope of peace so long as your mother-in-law is alive. – Juvenal, Satires
We used to fly past shoppers in the town centre and especially in the winter, wrapped up in our duffle coats, woolen hats and scarves we used to get so warm that there would soon be coats unbuttoned, scarves trailing behind and rosy cheeks by the time we got to school. – Karen Elkins, courtesy of iSkip.com