I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest. The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time. Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus. If I were to pluck on your heart strings would you strum on mine?
Hills like Pink Elephants: The story of a European girl and her American lover, and the girl's desire for strawberry ice-cream, but the American's desire to use her money for steak, despite the European girl being vegetarian.
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
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