"Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born.
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night."
William Blake
domingo, janeiro 08, 2006,18:46
Corpse Bride (7ª Arte)
Victor Van Dort: With this hand I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way into darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine.
Barkis Bittern: Can a heart still break after it's stopped beating?
