"There is change, and departure: but there is also help when least looked for from the strangers of the day, and hiding, out among the accidents of this drifting Humility, never quite to be extinguished, a few small chances for mercy."
Friday, 22 July 2016
"From that time, the Moon heard jackals howling through the
wildernesses of thyme - and eclogues in wooden shoes grumbling in the
orchard. Then, in the forest, violet-hued, burgeoning, Eucharis told me that it was Spring."- Rimbauld, Illuminations