Reason, I sacrifice you to the evening breeze.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm for whatever gets you through the night.
Not considering this opening worthy of more attention, I continued our pursuit to the Northwest, being desirous to embrace the advantages of the prevailing breeze.
There's something about a humid, dusky evening that's kind of sexy.
The biggest sacrifice to me is to not be in an atmosphere where I can keep writing and moving forward.
I decided to fly through the air and live in the sunlight and enjoy life as much as I could.
O, thou art fairer than the evening air clad in the beauty of a thousand stars.
My life is so full of sacrifices.
Sacrifice to me is something you do without expecting something in return.
Who am I to blow against the wind?
Not to discriminate every moment some passionate attitude in those about us, and in the very brilliancy of their gifts some tragic dividing on their ways, is, on this short day of frost and sun, to sleep before evening.