The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Ignorance is bliss
i think i know but i pretend not to, in fact i dont want to know because i am scared of what i will know...