One, just once, I’d like to be able to land someplace and say, Behold, I am the Archangel Gabriel.
I fail to see the humour in that situation, Doctor.
Naturally. You could hardly claim to be an angel with those pointed ears, Mister Spock. But say you landed someplace with a pitchfork.
we all f a l l down…
bury a bit of our souls
six feet underground