‘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, March 18, 2008
the social services
...are friends of mine who make me smile. listen here.
...are friends of mine who make me smile. listen here.
