"Mountains are the bones of the earth, their highest peaks are invariably those parts of its anatomy which in the plains lie buried under five and twenty thousand feet of solid thickness of superincumbent soil, and which spring up in the mountain ranges in vast pyramids or wedges, flinging their garment of earth away from them on each side."
My baby brother is all grown up. I can’t believe he graduates next month. I don’t even have any idea what I’m going to do with myself once he leaves for school.