The wild women in his lap,' my father enthused, 'laying their breasts on his head.'There was a moment of stunned silence. Then my mother spoke slowly, with an edge to her voice. 'I think you mean "wild beasts laying their heads in his lap".''Do I? - Patrick Rothfuss
Getting to that place of no thought, is not only a spiritual workout, it is enthused bliss for the soul. - Dr. Jacinta Mpalyenkana, Ph.D, MBA