I wasn't gonna comment on this cause I don't have anything useful to say but I couldn't help myself because that is seriously amazing. The words, and the rhythm and everything was beautiful. Sorry I'm gushing but Yeah. Wow.
Siempre, siempre: jardin de mi agonia, tu cuerpo fugitivo para siempre, la sangre de tus venas en mi boca, tu boca ya sin luz para mi muerte. -From 'Del amor imprevisto', Federico Garcia Lorca
I’d heard he had started a fistfight in one of the seedier local taverns because someone had insisted on saying the word “utilize” instead of “use". — Patrick Rothfuss, A Wise Man's Fear
