Making A Journey By Night Is More

Making A Journey By Night Is More Wonderful Than Anything In The World.

...now And Then A Giggling Trail Of Mermaids Appeared In Our Wake. We Fed Them Oatmeal.

One Must Use The Night.

An Island Can Be Dreadful For Someone From Outside. Everything Is Complete, And Everyone Has His Obstinate, Sure And Self-sufficient Place. Within Their Shores, Everything Functions According To Rituals That Are As Hard As Rock From Repetition, And At The Same Time They Amble Through Their Days As Whimsically And Casually As If The World Ended At The Horizon.

Grandmother Walked Up Over The Bare Granite And Thought About Birds In General. It Seemed To Her No Other Creature Had The Same Dramatic Capacity To Underline And Perfect Events - The Shifts In The Seasons And The Weather, The Changes That Run Through People Themselves.