“Time oozed away, flowing like lava erupting lazily from a vent, slowly and impossible to stop, covering everything into oblivion under its dark layer of things that were and will never be again.” — Massimo Marino Copy Share Image
“As one who wills, and then unwills his will, Changing his mind with every changing whim, Till all his best intentions come to nil, So I stood havering in that moorland dim, While through fond rifts of fancy oozed away… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
