The mind is continuously running around. It never sits, it can't sit. Sitting seems to be death to it, and in a way it is. — Rajneesh Copy Share Image
“He’d never sat vigil for someone before—didn’t know what he was supposed to do other than wait. And lust for the man sitting by his side. As if Death weren’t enough to fight off, the world had to go and… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
