"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.
I was weeping as much for him as her; we do sometimes pity creatures that have none of the feeling either for themselves or others. — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
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