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“How strange it is that a fool or knave, with riches, should be treated with more respect by the world, than a good man or… Read More »“How strange it is..”

Imagination! Who can sing thy force? Or who describe the swiftness of thy course? Soaring through air to find the bright abode, Th’empyreal palace of… Read More »“Imagination! Who can sing thy force?”

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.” Rabindranath Tagore [Photograph… Read More »“Clouds come floating into my life..”

“Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works.” Virginia Woolf [Photograph… Read More »“Every secret of a writer’s soul..”

  “The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.” George Gordon Byron [Photograph by Mabel Amber]

“How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold.” William… Read More »“How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold?..”

“Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.” H. G. Wells [Photograph by Quang Nguyen vinh]

The Wrythe and the Reckoning is free on NetGalley for a limited time only. Official publication is in April 2019.

“Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, that it overflows upon… Read More »“Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber..”

“Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine.” Anthony J. D’Angelo [Photograph by Foundry]