Tony drove more slowly than usual , and Ginny felt the tension of the day slip away . He took her to a tiny café tucked away on a quiet street. “Set your watch back to 1932," Tony said as he pulled out a chair for her […]
The daily rat race is soul-destroying: you soon give up all aspirations and just try to survive the boredom.
The rawk o' the hills, and the mist o' the mountains, / Like the reek o'a pot, and the smoke of a kiln, / Draws further off still, while the round sun is counting / His pulses o' light o' the morning so still.
...Ezra cometh from Babel to reforme matters: as mariages with infideles: and such, fit for be∣ginning a new comon weale: So Malachy speaketh nothing of the Temple, but of maintenance for the Levites, & of strange faithed wiues, and all, for matters fit for a new be∣ginning comon weale...
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