…And although thus short, we shorten many ways,Living so little while we are alive;In eating, drinking, sleeping, vain delightSo unawares comes on perpetual night,And puts all pleasures vain unto eternal flight.

Of course, there’s beauty there,” but they hold back; you know they have seen or heard of the ugliness and the insularity there. They have experienced the farawayness of it. I have learned to keep...

One morning, as he sat at his desk, he heard the sound of a horse’s hooves on the path outside his house. He stepped out on to the verandah. There, on a tall grey horse,...