Thursday, November 02, 2006

"I am wild, if you like; but I stayed in my burrow a long, long time -- nibbling your straws and snapping at your fingers, but always just a little out of reach. Until at last I got to trust you so much that one day I ventured out for a minute, -- and you threw rocks at me. And I will never come out again." --- Edna St. Vincent Millay


Fink Master Flash said...

i really enjoyed that. sad but true:-( but i guess that is just what life is all about. if we never ventured out than we truly havent lived. . . or had rocks beamed at my big nose.

Cerpts said...

I'll take the "haven't lived" any day, dude.