One of the greatest pains to human nature is the pain of a new idea.
We used to think that if we knew one, we knew two, because one and one are two. We are…
The Seven Ages. The lives of three Wattles, the life of a hound. The lives of three Hounds the life…
Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow…