Steve Kightlinger

“Nothing is as tedious as the limping days,
When snowdrifts yearly cover all the ways,
And ennui, sour fruit of incurious gloom,
Assumes control of fate’s immortal loom”
― Charles Baudelaire, Paris Spleen

“Unable to suppress love, the Church wanted at least to disinfect it, and it created marriage.”
― Charles Beaudelaire