Tears have a better character cried alone. Pity can sometimes be more wolf than dog.

Because it strikes me there is something greater than judgement. I think it is called mercy.

Tears have a better character cried alone. Pity can sometimes be more wolf than dog.

I rose and moved towards him. You would have done the same yourself. It is an ancient matter. Something propels you towards sudden grief, or perhaps also sometimes repels. You move away. I moved towards it, I couldn't help it.

And whatever my life had been up to that day, it was another life after that. And that is the gospel truth.

A beard on a man is only a way of hiding something, his face of course, but also the inner matters, like a hedge around a secret garden, or a cover over a bird cage.

The world begins anew with every birth, my father used to say. He forgot to say, with every death it ends. Or did not think he needed to. Because for a goodly part of his life he worked in a graveyard.