courage2

When I came in to the forum, one of my first signature lines was "You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need." Lear found it in the end, saying "So we'll live, and pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh at gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues talk of court news." The Crone Motel will be full of old 'uns feeding juncos and admiring their toes.