Thus, have I had thee as a dream doth flatter. In sleep a king, but waking no such matter.
The traveller has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.
The business of life is the acquisition of memories. In the end that's all there is.
But every once in a while you find someone who's iridescent,and when you do,nothing will ever compare.
