A year ago, I turned the final page of The Book of the Dead. I don't feel young any more.
People often presume I'm from whatever country they're from. So Americans presume I'm American and the British presume I'm British. And they're surprised to discover I actually am Australian. And actually some Australians are surprised too.
Maybe if I act well enough, I'll come to believe it myself.
Do not tarry, do not stop, no matter what happens.
I love you," he whispered. "I hope you don't mind.
Fish and fowl, warm sun and shady trees, the field mice in the wheat, under the cool light of the moon.