Sayings of the wise“Comforts that were rare among our forefathers are now multiplied in factories and handed out wholesale; and indeed, nobody nowadays, so long as he is content to go without air, space, quiet, decency and good manners, need be without anything whatever that he wants; or at least a reasonably cheap imitation of it.”
by G. K. Chesterton Commonwealth, 1933
‘But, first, remember, remember, remember the signs. Say them to yourself when you wake in the morning and when you lie down at night, and when you wake in the middle of the night.’— C.S. Lewis, Aslan to Jill, in The Silver Chair, Chapter 2 “Jill is Given a Task”
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Father Forgets (continues) by W. Livingston Larned (HT Juan Winnaar) Moving poem, both a rebuke and an encouragement.