True You Quotes (page 6)
You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim. Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire. That day in Moscow, it will all come true, when, for the last time, I take my leave, And hasten to the heights that I have longed for, Leaving my shadow still to be with you.
Anna Akhmatova
TRUE!? nervous? very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses? not destroyed? not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily? how calmly I can tell you the whole story.
Edgar Allan Poe