We have inherited a great music. This music is a holdover. It comes with us like the skin, the texture of our hair. It's our memory banks.
If you had the mental energy in the tank, you could create in an instant.
Adventures are funny things. Many are merely happy accidents—a single spark that ignites an unexpected chain of events. But some adventures are meant for you and you alone. And whether you want them or not, they seek you out of a great crowd and take you somewhere you never thought you’d go. Often, these unlooked for adventures require a sacrifice too great to imagine.
There are passages and doors And Realms that lie unseen. There are Roads both wide and narrow And no avenue between. Doors Remain closed for those Who in sad vanity yet hide. Yet when Belief is chosen, The key appears inside. What is lived now will soon pass, And what is not will come to Be. The Door Within must open, For one to truly see. Do you see? Believe and enter.
your name your name, paragal, in the old toung, means 'one of pure light' and so you once were. but know this: when your stroke gfalls, so shall your own star fall. Your light will go out, and you will earn a newname. You shall be caled paragor - 'one of true darkness. ' darkness will be your dwelling place and it will consume you. You willl ever be hungry for what you can naver have, No darkness in alleble will be as you
Dead heroes do nothing to protect their people tomorrow.
The Wikks are regular kids given a Galactic size challenge. Readers will follow Oliver, Tiffany, and twins, Mason and Austin as they trek through eerie catacombs, mysterious ruins, and creepy castles that defy imagination. One part Indiana Jones, a handful of Swiss Family Robinson, and some Intergalactic excitement, the Quest for Truth is a riveting tale of just how far mankind will go for the ultimate prize.
I like rhyme because it is memorable, I like form because having to work to a pattern gives me original ideas.
Goodness and love mould the form into their own image, and cause the joy and beauty of love to shine forth from every part of the face.
Death! great proprietor of all! 'tis thine To tread out empire, and to quench the stars.
Time will come; we will plant trees to other planets! I see the orange trees and the cherries in the far lands beyond the earth.