When our English teacher gave ( Read more... )

there have been times when i think we do not desire heaven but more often i find myself wondering whether, in our heart of hearts, we have ever desired anything else. you may have noticed that the books you really love are bound together by a secret thread. you know very well what is the common quality that makes you love them, though you cannot ( Read more... )

Yes, double post, but... like. I am absolutely in love with thisI love snippets. Anything that is remotely like one. You might attribute it to a modern/postmodern inclination for speed. Speediness. Whichever. No need to refute that, words speak for themselves ( Read more... )

The sun was near the horizon.

The shortest-lived creatures on the Disc were mayflies, which barely make it through twenty-four hours. Two of the oldest zigzagged aimlessly over the waters of a trout stream, discussing history with some younger members of the evening hatching.

"You don't get the kind of sun now that you used to get, " said one of them ( Read more... )

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I've spent a lot of time weaving, but you'd never know it from my hands ( Read more... )

( an open letter to Kishimoto Masashi )

A few of my favourites:

Edgar Allan Poe

As a boy, Poe suffered from night fears:The superstitious skeptic, who could be terrified by his own imagination, later confessed to the editor George Graham that he 'disliked the dark, and was rarely out at night. On one occasion he said to me, "I believe that demons take advantage of the night to mislead ( Read more... )

Earlier this year, littleforest and I decided to take a trip down to the neighbourhood library. We sat ourselves down in front of the children's fairy tale sections hunting down books on Japanese folklore, and turned up a whole lot of other gems in the process. Here are some of them, because I love children's books illustrations, and I thought I'd share some ( Read more... )

"I have been thinking about existence lately. In fact, I have been so full of admiration for existence that I have hardly been able to enjoy it properly. As I was walking up to the church this morning, I passed that row of big oaks by the war memorial--if you remember them--and I thought of another morning, fall a year or two ago, when they were ( Read more... )