abundance

  NEVER ARE VOICES  SO BEAUTIFUL  AS ON A WINTER'S EVENING. - Virginia Woolf Auguste Rodin

Never are  voices so beautiful as on a winter’s evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with ...

I have  had one moment of enormous peace. This perhaps  is   happiness. Now I am drawn back by pricking sensations; by curiosity, gre...