‘But the mingled, mingling threads of life are woven by warp and woof: calms crossed by storms, a storm for every calm. There is no steady, unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed graduations, and at the last one pause…’
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
and something else from sal...
"Seymour once said that all we do our whole lives is go from one little piece of Holy Ground to the next. Is he never wrong?
