November 24, 2010

"We were sitting on the veranda. Oh, everything was there - the wicker chairs, the table with the tea tray on it, the scent of the flowers, the scent of India, the air of certainty, of perpetuity; but, as well, the odd sense of none of it happening at all because it had begun wrong and continued wrong, and so was already ended, and was wrong even in its ending, because its ending, for me, was unreal and remote, and yet total in its envelopment, as if it had already turned itself into a beginning. Such constant hope we suffer from!"
- Ms. Daphne Manners, from The Jewel in the Crown by Paul Scott

November 19, 2010

The simplificaton of anything is always sensational.
-G.K. Chesterson

November 16, 2010

I don't know where it all begins.  And I don't know where it all will end.
But we're better off for all that we let in.
~ Indigo Girls

November 08, 2010