"Now a woman's wrath is a fearful thing, and all men fear it, for according to her love, so will her vengeance be; and their love and their hate come quickly, but their hate lives longer than their love; and they will make play with love, but not with hate."
"Honestly, I really wouldn’t want to visit any fictional world. Most fictional worlds are dangerous, dangerous places (even more so than ours), and while I enjoy reading about them, I’d rather observe them from a distance. For example, while I love dragons, I’m very glad they don’t actually exist, because we humans are small and soft and deliciously crunchy."
One mischievous little woodpecker
Another day poking your holes
Ruining the woods tree wrecker
The angry old forest god turned your poor beak into a poison knife
Poor little woodpecker,your nesting holes are all tainted
Your food with toxins rife
Touch your friends and they will all die,falling at your feet
Oh sad little woodpecker
Poisonus tears,shining brightly as they stream down your cheeks
Det er noe som er verre enn selve redselen. Og det er angsten for å virke redd. Den er i den grad en makt i menneskelivet at den får folk til å kaste seg ut i de verste dumheter; den får dem til å slite alle hemninger; den gjør dem til helter. Man må være en ualminnelig stor kujon for å kunne bli en virkelig helt.
