A sheet spread beneath an apple-tree can receive only apples; a sheet spread beneath the stars can receive only star-dust.
I now warn the reader not to mock me and my mental daze. It is easy for him and me to decipher now a past destiny; but a destiny in the making is, believe me, not one of those honest mystery stories where all you have to do is keep an eye on the clues. In my youth I once read a French detective tale where the clues were actually in italics; but that is not McFate’s way-even if one does learn to recognize certain obscure indications.
Walking a short way back along the embankment, almost to where the cross stood, Smiley took another look at the bridge, as if to establish whether anything had changed, but clearly it had not, and though the wind appeared a little stronger, the snow was still swirling in all directions.
You could not stop the winds and you could not stop Time. It went on and on,-and on.
You either see it or you don’t
Some regard private enterprise as if it were a predatory tiger to be shot. Others look upon it as a cow that they can milk. Only a handful see it for what it really is–the strong horse that pulls the whole cart.
. . .the particular way he had of structuring his paragraphs, beginning and ending each with a joke that wasn’t really a joke, but an insult cloaked in a silken cape.
Jude used to try to make me laugh, and when I’d crack a smile he’d keep the joke going , like breath on an ember, making it grow into a fit of giggles that’d echo around the whole forest and make all the birds in the trees quiet.
At present the universities are as uncongenial to teaching as the Mojave Desert to a clutch of Druid priests. If you want to restore a Druid priesthood, you cannot do it by offering prizes for Druid-of-the Year. If you want Druids, you must grow forests.