‘Give me a new adventure or a quick and painless death.’
Well now, it doesn’t take much imagination to see how the
two could very well be combined. Could I be that lucky, do you think, or should
I be more circumspect in what I wish for?
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I'm in a hobbit-y sort of mood today, so I'll leave you with this: "The old that is strong does not wither."
Not particularly useful, but a sweet little line to remember.
Growing old doesn't always mean becoming elderly. Go for the wise old sage and master of misrule instead!
Nice thought, Sara, but I'm withering already. Maybe a fairy godmother could turn me into a turnip at midnight.
That's pretty much what I was aiming for, Mel, but I'm finding now that I'm more inclined to pull up the drawbridge and tell everybody 'I know nothing.' Is a master of misrule the same as a dirty old man?
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