Julian of Norwich was a 14th century English anchorite and mystic. She lived in the time of the Great Plague, when there was terrible upheaval as tens of thousands fell sick and died. But she wrote, “All will be well, and very well, and all manner of things will be well.” These were deeply-considered words
When I was a young man I was determined to do great things that would astonish the world. Now that I’m old, I’m glad I didn’t cause much damage.
The days have been slipping away, And all the pomps of the kingdoms of the earth. Not now kings or gold-giving lords. The glorious company has perished. The weaker remain and occupy the world. Splendor has been humbled. Earth’s nobility Ages and grows sere, just as man now does Throughout middle-earth. Now, therefore, my thought
Beautiful, our world. We have nowhere else to live. Why do we burn it?
The rules of the real must apply to fantasy or it won’t convince.
Will ye gang tae the hielands, Leezie Lindsay? Will ye gang tae the hielands wi’ me? Will ye gand tae the hielands, Leezie Lindsay, My bride and my darlin’ tae be? Tae gang tae the hielands wi’ you, sir Would bring the sault tear tae my e’e, Aye, at leavin’ the gree glens and woodlands
Crimson flashes by. The word for the bird can’t quite catch up in my mind.
“I never in the least mind what people do so long as they don’t do it in the street and frighten the horses.” – Helen Maud Tree, wife of theater impresario Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree
Happily Ever After A month after the wedding, King Gunther asked his daughter, Princess Leni, how she was getting along with her husband, Frog Prince Rana. “Oh, Papa, he’s wonderful!” she said. “He does go ‘ribbit’ from time to time, and the way he flips out his tongue to catch flies is a little startling,