The older I get, the more I see that there really aren't huge zeniths of happiness or a huge abyss of darkness… — Paula Cole Copy Share Image
The whole east was flecked With flashing streaks and shafts of amethyst, While a light crimson mist Went up before the mounting… — Epes Sargent Copy Share Image
Upon the publication of Goethe's epic drama, the Faustian legend had reached an almost unapproachable zenith. Although many failed to appreciate, or… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
