My theatre is close by the plague these twelve weeks, my company is playing the inn-yards of England, while Burbage and the Chamberlain's Men are invited to court and receive ten pounds to play your piece, written for my theatre, by my writer, at my risk when you were green and grate...
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“Bring me in, Glass. The time for games is past.” “No.” I plant my feet. Rain’s hands push against the mirrors of my mind, his fingers trembling; he was traipsing through the Tangle when I was a squalling storm of a child, and I can feel his power swell and begin to ...
Ki-Woo raises the phone high as he heads into the -- BATHROOM The bathroom is long and narrow and has a raised ‘altar’ at the far end where the toilet sits. The odd placement is necessitated by the semi-basement’s lower position in relation to the septic tank. Ki-Woo walks in...
were confined to obedience. The ultimate responsibility at the very top was lost in the vague. In spite of its ultimate primitiveness, the structure of every military organization has a mystery at its core. But between the arbitrary will of a very few and the touching and incomprehensible humi...
They located the right chimney by tapping at the walls and listening for the man's cries. After chipping through a wall which was eighteen inches thick, they found that a man had been trapped in the chimney. As it was extremely narrow, the man was unable to move, but the fire fighters...
It’s when I’m awake that I muse on the narrowing gap between us. Somehow the musing carries no pain, no fear, no sorrow. This contrasts with the fear I had as a child, of the annihilation of death. Death has no sting now: Dad did it, Mum did it. Their time had come and th...
76. No-Mind is the Way Deep in thought, working on the structure of a new book, I didn’t realize that I’d walked down the hill and across the park. I was brought back to the present by the cries of two children playing on ...
and i have tried to apprehend the pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flux. a little of this, but not much, i have achieved. love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward th...
In her very notable and painful absence she left with me a curious amount of tranquility, a clear understanding of my place within this team and a gratitude that may have remained buried under my unsubstantiated resentments. I miss her knowledge, strength, unwavering and unrelenting hope and ...