He governed as if
He governed as if he felt predestined to never die Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Autumn
Over the weekend the
Over the weekend the vultures got into the presidential palace by pecking through the screens on the balcony windows and the flapping of their wings stirred up the stagnant time inside, and at dawn on Monday the city awoke out of its lethargy of centuries with the warm, soft breeze of a great man dead … Read more
Invulnerable to time, dedicated
Invulnerable to time, dedicated to the messianic happiness of thinking for us, knowing that we knew that he would not take any decision for us that did not have our measure, for he had not survived everything because of his inconceivable courage or his infinite prudence but because he was the only one among us … Read more
Just imagine, a cow
Just imagine, a cow on the balcony of the nation, what an awful thing, what a shitty country. Gabriel Garcia Marquez
It is typical of
It is typical of Oxford, I said, to start the new year in autumn. Evelyn Waugh
Please, God,’ Ruth would
Please, God,’ Ruth would pray, ‘don’t let me be competitive. Let me realize what a privilege it is to study. Let me remember that knowledge must be pursued for its own sake and please, please stop me wanting to beat Verena Plackett in the exams.’ She prayed hard and she meant what she said. But … Read more
My Department has already
My Department has already recognised this and has been working specifically on the technical support issue since January and will offer advice to schools during the Autumn term. Estelle Morris, Baroness Morris of Yardley
The photographic enthusiast likes
The photographic enthusiast likes to lure us into a darkened room in order to display his slides on a silver screen. Aided by the adaptability of the eye and by the borrowed light from the intense projector bulb, he can achieve those relationships in brightness that will make us dutifully admire the wonderful autumn tints … Read more
Pale amber sunlight falls
Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees…. Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem No harvest joy is worth a dream? A little while and night shall come, A little while, then, let us dream. Ernest Dowson
It’s said that All
It’s said that All Hallows’ Eve is one of the nights when the veil between the worlds is thin – and whether you believe in such things or not, those roaming spirits probably believe in you, or at least acknowledge your existence, considering that it used to be their own. Even the air feels different … Read more