When I was a child, I spake as a child,
I understood as a child, I thought as a child:
but when I became a man, I put away
childish things. For now we see through a
glass, darkly; but then face to face: now
I know in part; but then shall I know even
as also I am known.
Corinthians 13:11
Lies like chained butterflies, shackling fantasy to propel you through reality. Inevitably the butterflies will die, and you will find yourself bound to the reins, stranded, and alone.
posted by Anacryon at 11:27 AM
Anacryon of Io (born ca. 570 BC): one of the Nine Greek lyric poets, notable for his drinking songs and hymns.About Me
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