We All Get It Wrong Sometimes

A.C. Music is my life. I love random things. This is my blog. Take it or leave it.

"Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow,
The delight of happy laughter,
The delight of low replies."

"When one is young, she should use a lot of mascara. When one is old, she should use much more."