Saturday, August 28, 2010
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Pause. A spell.
"I am myself indifferent honest;
but yet I could accuse me of such things that it
were better my mother had not borne me: I am very
proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at
my beck than I have thoughts to put them in,
imagination to give them shape, or time to act them
in. What should such fellows as I do crawling
between earth and heaven?"
Will you tell me, please?