An Antiquity of Bygone Writings

Yet not to thine eternal resting-place
Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish
Couch more magnificent. more

A divinity must have stirred with them before the crystals did thus shoot and set. Wheels of the storm-chariots. The same law that shapes the earth-star, shapes the snow-star. As surely as the petals of a flower are fixed, each of these countless snow-stars comes whirling to earth...(From Henry David Thoreau's essay entitled, "Travels in Concord") more

The opening story is by J.M.Barrie, about his beloved mother, entitled, "Margaret Ogilvy". We're all familiar with his work, "Peter Pan", but chances are that "Margaret Ogilvy" is not being widely read at the moment. I love the title of the first chapter: "How My Mother Got Her Soft Face." more