“He had thought, no doubt, from the day he was born, much more than he had acted; except indeed that he remembered thoughts--a few of them--which at the moment of their coming to him had thrilled him almost like adventures.” — Henry James Copy Share Image
~A child strode a lonely path she saw no hope or prayer and all around her shoulders fell a mess of fiery hair the hand of time did come to stop she felt she would be free. if only she… — Angel_eyes Copy Share Image
