“Tho' veiled in spires of myrtle wreath, Love is a sword that cuts its sheath, And thro' the clefts, itself has made,… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“He must lay siege against Briseis' walls and conquer her. Love would be his sword and he would break all her chains.” — Janell Rhiannon Copy Share Image
“What was he? A mere human, stuck between the rungs of blended adolescence and nascent adulthood. What power did he command over… — Faraaz Kazi Copy Share Image
