“ I have become intoxicated again.You are such a potent wine, my friend.To escape your withdrawal effects,tomorrow I will drink in excess.Alas, why make me love?I was aware, conscious, and sensible befo… Kamand Kojouri
“ Sometimes, when inspiration runs dry, I drink classical music until my words spill out. Kamand Kojouri
“ Where am I? Magnus croaked.Nazca.Oh, so we went on a little trip.You broke into a man's house, Catarina said. You stole a carpet and enchanted it to fly. Then you sped off into the night air. We pursu… Cassandra Clare
“ My voice falls into Southern drawl when I am tired, drunk, or in trouble. Too often, my accent is attacked by all three of these realities. Jennifer Harrison
“ In time of rain I come:I can sing among the flowers:I utter my song: my heart is glad.Water of flowers foams over the earth:My heart was intoxicated. Jane Bierhorst
