Dear God,
I wish I had
just one right hand.
Dear God,
I wish I had
just one right hand.
How funny is it that I took my first ever photo of street life today in the morning and this photo challenge came up in the afternoon?
In response to WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: Street Life.
Literature transforms and intensifies ordinary language, deviates systematically from everyday speech. If you approach me at a bus stop and murmur, “Thou still unravished bride of quietness,” then I am instantly aware that I am in the presence of the literary.
–Terry Eagleton