Time is but a stream I go a fishing in. I drink at it; but while I drink I see the sandy bottom, and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper, fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars.
—Henry David Thoreau
A deadly viper once bit a hole snipe's hide; But 'twas the viper, not the snipe, that died.
- Dave
- El Paso, Texas, United States
- Native Texan · Navy Veteran · Various Scars and Tattoos · Never Schooled Yet Learned