...that stage was ended, then, finally, irretrievably ended; and, after all, now that it was over, it had cost very much less than I expected - it had been easy, natural, almost pleasant. When one comes to think of it, all the critical moments of life are like that - the parting, the new venture, the unknown road, the shadowy corner - nothing is really so bad as we think it will be. Some thing, some power, within ourselves or without, tempers the wind to the shorn lamb. (sic)
...so far shalt thou go, and no farther...
...a truly formidable female, with cheeks like a map of Switzerland... ( refers to a woman teacher)
...discipline and sentiment are best preserved in separate compartments.
All from One man's road, Arthur Waugh 1931; father of Alec and Evelyn, and grandfather of the excellent writer Alexander Waugh, author of House of Wittgenstein
What does it all have to do with Mrs. Celine Cat, Xmas 2016, or lillies ? Nothing at all that I can grasp. Just like so many things - nothing at all. and yet, yet ...
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