Factober

So often we have a kind of vague wistful longing that the promises of Jesus should be true. The only way really to enter into them is to believe them with the clutching intensity of a drowning man.

Posted 5 months ago

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Musing takes place in a kind of meadowlands of the imagination, a part of t

Musing takes place in a kind of meadowlands of the imagination, a part of the imagination that has not yet been plowed, developed, or put to any immediately practical use…time spent there is not work time, yet without that time the mind becomes sterile, d
Posted 5 months, 1 week ago

... misfortune and creativity go together.

... misfortune and creativity go together.
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Respect is an invention of people who want to cover up the empty place wher

Respect is an invention of people who want to cover up the empty place where love should be.
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All great things must first wear terrifying and monstrous masks in order to

All great things must first wear terrifying and monstrous masks in order to inscribe themselves on the hearts of humanity.
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And it's Gryfindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the Quaffle— Flint

And it's Gryfindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the Quaffle— Flint alongside her —poke him in the eye, Angelina —it was a joke, professor, it was a joke...
Posted 5 months, 1 week ago

They intoxicate themselves with work so they won't see how they really are.

They intoxicate themselves with work so they won't see how they really are.
Posted 5 months ago

Be hole, be dust, be dream, be wind/Be night, be dark, be wish, be mind,/No

Be hole, be dust, be dream, be wind/Be night, be dark, be wish, be mind,/Now slip, now slide, now move unseen,/Above, beneath, betwixt, between.
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I'll have enough books when they fill my room like the stars fill the sky.

I'll have enough books when they fill my room like the stars fill the sky.
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That was the problem with modern day witches , thought Corso : they didn't

That was the problem with modern day witches , thought Corso : they didn't have any secrets . Everything was out in the open , you could read all about them in any Who's Who or gossip column . Baronesses or not , they had become predictable , vulgar . Tor
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Like when people say they slept like a baby. Do they mean they slept well?

Like when people say they slept like a baby. Do they mean they slept well? Or do they mean they woke up every ten minutes, screaming?
Posted 5 months ago

A fine line separates the weary recluse from the fearful hermit. Finer stil

A fine line separates the weary recluse from the fearful hermit. Finer still is the line between hermit and bitter misanthrope.
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Take one more step because it might be the last one needed.

Take one more step because it might be the last one needed.
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