Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the gunpowder, treason, and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot…
Nov 04
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?