deathslastwish

    I will make me a willow cabin at your gate,    And call upon my soul within the house;    Write loyal cantons of contemned love    And sing them loud even in the dead of night;    Halloo your name to the reverberate hills    And make the babbling gossip of the air    Cry out 'Olivia!' O, You should not rest    Between the elements of air and earth,    But you should pity me!

In response to being tagged, it is unfortunate that I must tell you all that there is nothing interesting about me. So I'm sorry but you'll just have to live without your 8 facts.

I finally found a site with Quotes, Yay. These are by the Fool in Robin Hobb's series "The relm of the Elderlings" This, more than anything else, is what I have never understood about your people. You can roll a dice, and understand that the whole game may hinge on one turn of a die. You deal out cards, and say that all a man's fortune for the night may turn upon one hand. But a man's whole life, you sniff at, and say, what, this nought of a human, this fisherman, this carpenter, this thief, this cook, why, what can they do in the great wide world? And so you putter and sputter your lives away, like candles burning in a draught. - The Fool