"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
viva la rebellion I am now and forever a member of the mod uprising, the group that has supported me since my early days. You may call me a traitor and spy but in my army I am a general and a friend to many a rebel.
He began to wonder why he had felt uneasy at all. It was like a man wondering in broad daylight why a dream had appeared so terrible to him at night. — Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart
