Flu. Thoughts riot, cascading madly. One minute you are inspired, the next weeping over nothing. In fact, weeping over nothing seems to be the way to end the day for a week afterwards. Your legs stop working, and you are feverish every time you have a shower/use a hairdryer/drink a cup of tea/put on a […]
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I have been wondering about hope. As usual, I had innumerable questions and not a shadow of an answer: Is hope always a good thing? It’s a positive word. Faith, hope and love…generally sounds good. Assuming that the hoped-for thing is morally right, of course, is there ever any reason when you shouldn’t cherish hope? […]
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Words are powerful things. They affect how you think. Even in tiny ways, in the days’ outlook and approach. ‘Love’ is one I’m always careful with. This is probably due to the Anne of Green Gables books, where I think I remember a redoubtable old woman disapproving of the usage of the day: ‘love’ being […]
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