I have always wanted one of these mysterious and enviable spaces in the lives of my academical chums.
“Thou shalt not be overcome…”
A fable to remember this New Year?
“God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.”
My beloved Snail, my BH, my darling husband, died a week ago today; very suddenly, peacefully, and without pain.
“You have only the present…”
“Oh, how joyfully, Oh! how thankfully, wakes the world on Christmas morn!”
Not only soldiers escaped the grip of Stalin thanks to General Anders. As many civilians as could make their way to the muster points were included in the exodus.
Don’t imagine that the onset of old age equals the onset of virtue. Anybody with any experience of the elderly will tell you that they can be just as nasty as they were when in their green youth.
Three wise things to do, courtesy of Padre Pio.