I Want To Be The Kind Of

His Vices Were The Vices Of His Time And Culture, But His Virtues Transcended The Milieu Of His Life.

At Last He Came To A Door, With These Words In Glowing Emeralds: The End Of The World He Did Not Hesitate. He Opened The Door And Stepped Through.

I've Watched Through His Eyes, I've Listened Through His Ears, And I Tell You He's The One.

Everything Possible To Be Believed Is An Image Of Truth." -taleswapper

And If You're Going To Criticize Me For Not Finishing The Whole Thing And Tying It Up In A Bow For You, Why, Do Us Both A Favor And Write Your Own Damn Book, Only Have The Decency To Call It A Romance Instead Of A History, Because History's Got No Bows On It, Only Frayed Ends Of Ribbons And Knots That Can't Be Untied. It Ain't A Pretty Package, But Then It's Not Your Birthday That I Know Of So I'm Under No Obligation To Give You A Gift.