Words are like arrows$$$ Arianne. Once loosed$$$ you cannot call them back.
Words are wind.
There is no shame in loving.
No mortal man could frighten him$$$ no more than the darkness could$$$ nor the bones of his soul$$$ the grey and grisly bones of his soul.
Innocence and experience make for a perfect marriage.
History is a wheel$$$ for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again.
Do you want to die old and craven in your bed?- How else? Though not till I'm done reading.
Still$$$ beauty can mask deadly danger.
Dreams turn to dust in light of day.
...Prophecy is like a treacherous woman. She takes your member in her mouth$$$ and you moan with the pleasure of it and think$$$ how sweet$$$ how fine$$$ how good this is... and then her teeth snap shut and your moans turn to screams... Prophecy will bite your prick off everytime$$$