‘I have found out that there ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.’ Mark Twain
Archive for February 21st, 2016
21
Feb
16
Night travel…
21
Feb
16
Old men…
‘Old men ought to be explorers
Here and there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning.
T.S. Eliot, East Coker/Four Quartets, 1943
Watch your step old man…
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21
Feb
16
Brooding branches waiting…
‘The tall Oak, towering to the skies,
The fury of the wind defies,
From age to age, in virtue strong.
Inured to stand, and suffer wrong.’
James Montgomery, The Oak
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