She wanted many more things than the love of one human being—the sea, the sky. She turned again the looked at the distant blue, which was so smooth and serene where the sky met the sea; she could not possibly want only one human being.
Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter's evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.
This is Sampson. He had a serious infection at just 5 weeks old. He survived, but with permanent damage to the left side of his brain. He’s healthy now, but does a few interesting things as a result. One of which, is somersault. 14/10