amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: These ARE the droids you're looking for
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: It's kind of strange how we change orbit in our lives
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: O fateful flower beside the rill-- The Daffodil, the daffodil!
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: 307/365 The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: What planet are you from?
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: What can I compare you to, a window the sun shines through?
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: the nuts in your mouth
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: (I think I made you up inside my head)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: I can't really say why everybody wishes they were somewhere else / But in the end, the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: 304/365 One cannot spend forever sitting and solving the mysteries of one's history
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: 303/365 The outward man is the swinging door; the inner man is the still hinge
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: And the world spins madly on
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: A host of golden daffodils; beside the lake, beneath the trees, fluttering and dancing in the breeze
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: the intersection of the timeless moment
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: Come on, open wide and let some light in
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: It's only the truth she holds in her hands
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: I want to see you again, I love you...But what are we going to do?
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: 298/365 Not the most flattering angle, but the background is pretty
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: 297/365 What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: We were lost, and so our sun was slowly setting / We were hoping that the world was at an end / You can laugh about it now / It won't matter anyhow when we're gone
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: 296/365 It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: Chasing the past, I stumbled into the future
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: I was having much more fun when I thought we were alive
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: In that book which is my memory, on the first page of the chapter that is the day when I first met you appear the words: Here begins a new life
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods