From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever That dead men rise up never That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea. – Algernon Charles Swinburne
Our generation has an incredible amount of realism, yet at the same time it loves to complain and not really change. Because, if it does change, then it wont have anything to complain about. – Tori Amos