‘I rather like [her].’
“Caesar liked Brutus, and look where it got him.”
Light up, light up as if you have a choice.
… All I want is to find an easier way to get out of our little heads.
… Have heart, my dear, we’re bound to be afraid.
I can be the right notion in the meantime, warm you like the sunshine.
... Stand in the light.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map