The moving finger writes, and having written moves on. Nor all thy piety nor all thy wit, can cancel half a line of it.
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Type: Poet Born: May 18, 1048 Death: December 4, 1131 |
I only ever worked on interiors, and an interior is an interior. I don't know what they did about exteriors.
It's a burden trying to keep a secret. It's hard. It probably takes more out of you trying to hold it and keep it than it does for you to really let it out.

