As never before, he understood the vitality of tradition, the dignity of the worship of what had existed before one's own self had come into being. There was no shame in awe; there was exaltation. (โCafe Endless: Spring Rainโ)
Nancy HolderWitches, wolves, and moral friend There is horror that does not end War is waged and battles fought But have you stopped to count the cost? We are the ones backed by right We must strike with bold and might The cursed ones blamless be Warm them of the Hunters you see
Nancy HolderThe holiness of love inspired ordinary men and women to act like angels. It lifted them on wings closer to God.
Nancy Holder