To Me, The Most Important Thing Is

Dreams Weigh Nothing. - Marie Antoinette

The Tail Of The Comet Slashed The Dawn And In The Red Light Of The Rising Sun, For A Brief Instant, It Seemed As If The Comet Was Bleeding Across The Sky.

One Creature's Truth Is Another's Lie. (scroom Of Strix Struma)

You Must Not Think Of Time As A Quantity, A Period, A Measure. Look At The Sky," Gwynneth Said. "the Moon Has Now Slipped Away To Another Night, Into Another World. It Was Not The Time It Was Here That You Remember, Faolan, But Rather The Luminescence Of The Air, The Blue Shadows Cast By The Trees In Its Light. It Was Not The Length Of The Time But The Quality Of The Moon's Light That You Felt And Remember." Gwynneth Paused. "it Is The Value, The Quality That Lives On.

When I Was Growing Up I Loved Reading Historical Fiction, But Too Often It Was About Males; Or, If It Was About Females, They Were Girls Who Were Going To Grow Up To Be Famous Like Betsy Ross, Clara Barton, Or Harriet Tubman. No One Ever Wrote About Plain, Normal, Everyday Girls.