being kind, choose kind.
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows
“I am enclosing two tickets to the first night of my new play; bring a friend… if you have one.” — George Bernard Shaw, playwright (to Winston Churchill) “Cannot possibly attend first night; will attend second, if there is one.” — Churchill’s response
I remember years ago a guy I knew told me that people going to England find exactly what they go looking for.
it stinks of modern literature
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” — Emma Lazarus, American poet (1849–1887) I recall many years…
always takes place beyond good and evil.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
‘Sometimes,’ said Pooh, ‘the smallest things take up the most room in your heart’. — A.A. Milne Which in my case means – amongst other things of course – coffee!! And I have just become reacquainted with Turkish coffee, as in the image. Image source: By Eaeeae (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons
A single soul dwelling in two bodies.