“One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight, for a very long time, of the shore.”
...Peter said to Paul, “you know, all those words we wrote…are just the rules of the game and the rules are the first to go. Now talking to God is Laurel begging Hardy for a gun. I got a girl in the war, man I wonder what it is we’ve done.”
...we’ll both forget the breeze, most of the time
I can’t take my eyes off of you…
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map