Helmet was joined to helmet, and spear to spear, and jewels, baggage, and elephants without number went with them, and you would have said it was a host that none could understand.
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Type: Poet Born: 935 Death: 1020 |
“I didn't expect to be doing a whole bunch of Amber Browns. And because it was just one book, and the father had moved away, I didn't realize I was going to have to deal more with shared custody, divorce and all those issues.”
“All I can do will only ever be a faint image of what I see and my success will always be less than my failure or perhaps equal to the failure.”