Sayings of the wise
I know by my art that you will find King Lune straight ahead. But run, run: always run.— C.S. Lewis, The Hermit to Shasta, in The Horse and His Boy, Chapter 10 “The Hermit of the Southern March”
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Father Forgets (continues) by W. Livingston Larned (HT Juan Winnaar) Moving poem, both a rebuke and an encouragement.