“Scarce was the verdict spoken, When that still calm was broken, A childish form hath burst into the throng; With tears and looks of sadness, That bring no news of gladness, But tell too surely something hath gone wrong!” — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
“Outside, the wind and rain scribbled foreign letters across the sand, firm and final like a verdict: have spoken. I have said all there is to say. .The dunes surrounded them, a cemetery of hope. Without doubt, this life will… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
