The Way Down
There is a path high above the sea on the Mediterranean island of Iphiphantur, proceeding toward the sheer rocky northern coast…
There is a path high above the sea on the Mediterranean island of Iphiphantur, proceeding toward the sheer rocky northern coast…
The Christian was kneeling in the shadows of his cell, and at times would prostrate himself to the very earth…
We of the “digital age” have a knack for inventing especially inelegant words to describe the novel circumstances of our lives.
He alone lives who is craftsman
or the lover of the craftsman’s art.
Otherwise man is but a beast
and lays already in corpse.