on failure and sadness and beautiful things

“…and the man goes walking, I go walking, through the forest and I run into five hundred thousand Galicians who are walking and crying.  And then I stop (a kindly giant, an interested giant for the last time) and I ask them, why they’re crying.  And one of the Galicians stops and says:  because we’re all alone and we’re lost.”

Joshua Clark Orkin

the farthest shore

“And though I came to forget or regret all that I have ever done, yet would I remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles.  And I would be content.”

-Ursula LeGuin

Sleep well, Ursula. Your prose was truly beautiful.

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