“A spider lives inside my headWho weaves a strange and wondrous webOf silken threads and silver stringsTo catch all sorts of flying things,Like crumbs of thoughts and bits of smilesAnd specks of dried-up tears,And dust of dreams that catch and clingFor years and years and years...”
“Spiders' webs only have to be large enough to catch flies.”
“All these years I kept my true nature hidden, running along like a small shadow so nobody could catch me.-Ying Ying”
“Not fault of teaching spider if little spider pay more attention to catching fly than doing lesson.”
“You can keep up that crap for years. But it finally catches up with you. And then you realise all you've done is save your shit to drown in.”
“Above or Love, Hope, Hate or Fear,It lives all passionless and pure:An age shall fleet like earthly year;Its years in moments shall endure.Away, away, without a wing,O'er all, through all, its thought shall fly;A nameless and eternal thing,Forgetting what it was to die.”