What we see...and what we seem...are but a dream. A dream within a dream.
Miranda! Take my word for it. The sheilas are all alike when it comes to the fellas. Doesn't matter if it's a bloody college you come from...or - or the Ballarat Orphanage where me and me kid sister was dragged up.
Everything begins and ends...at exactly the right time.
Waiting a million years... just for us.
“L love thee not because thou art fair...
softer than down, smoother than air...
nor for the cupids that do lie...
in either corner of thine eye.
Wouldst thou then know what it might be?
'Tis I love thee 'cause thou lovest me.”