Quote by Iain S. Thomas
““You've got such beautiful words but none I can eat, none which block the rain, none which bandage my wounds, none which build a home. Nothing beautiful, which did not work, ever became anything more than pretty””
““You've got such beautiful words but none I can eat, none which block the rain, none which bandage my wounds, none which build a home. Nothing beautiful, which did not work, ever became anything more than pretty””
