Sunday, September 03, 2006

It's in the manipulation of the worth of deserving. Sacrifices become eccentric; provision of them coming from extreme ends to coagulate confusion. Neither any warrants a fixed security to be ascertained for all time. It would be ideal if we could just blind out any other, to bask in the presence of two's perfection.

If I shelter you from storms and brave them under this shelter with you...