stickygirl
All the witches
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“People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day.”Do NOT enter the cave of a Bear!
*Waves back*
Hi, Jane.
Winnie the Pooh, probably the wisest bear EVER
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“People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day.”Do NOT enter the cave of a Bear!
*Waves back*
Hi, Jane.
“People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day.”
Winnie the Pooh, probably the wisest bear EVER
“Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?”Everybody is thinking about themselves except me - I only think of me.
“Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?”
...Pooh again
gday Samuel
antique watches
sundials
You use sundials; don't you wish everyone did?
I'd like to teach the world to sing ...
I'll teach you!
Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach. Those who can't teach, teach teachers. Those who can't teach teachers become Ministers of Education and tell teachers how and what to teach.
Tiger tiger burning bright...Teach me, tiger!
Tiger tiger burning bright...
Dark MatterTwinkle, twinkle, little star...
Hi, Jane.
Dark Energy
Jane
It is Spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and- rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea.Dark Chocolate
It is Spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and- rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea.
*waves*
You can hear the dew falling, and the hushed town breathing.'Starless and Bible Black' - a King Crimson LP if I remember rightly. Can I ask where the quote came from?
You can hear the dew falling, and the hushed town breathing.
Only your eyes are unclosed to see the black and folded town fast, and slow, asleep.
Dylan Thomas - Under Milkwood, no doubt KC were fans too
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six.
I'm dreaming of a white christmas...it's so damn hot here these days.
Did you ever see the faces of the children, they look so excited.
Waking up on Christmas morning hours before the winter sun's ignited.
(From the rock-opera Tommy)