The first time I ever saw your face, I thought the sun rose in your eyes and the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave to the dark and empty sky, my love.

Ewan MacColl

Categorized in : Romantic Eye Stars

My function is not to reassure people. I want to make them uncomfortable. To send them out of the place arguing and talking.

want talking people

I'm a freeborn man of the travelling people. Got no fixed abode, and no man is my master. Country lanes and byways were always my ways. I never fancied going faster.

men country travel