Sublime

They lived in the depths of the country, but had no idea of the wilderness. They were constantly together, but knew one another too well to be able to converse. Individuality had been eroded from all of them by the tides of common sentiment. Love me, said Dudley in effect, his eyes softly glowing; love mine. His London personality seemed merely a b

dreamed I was a thousand birds,” he said at last.

“Come on, Piglet, let’s go home.” “But we’re lost,” said Piglet. “Yes,” said Pooh, “but there are twelve pots of honey in my cupboard at home, and they are calling to my tummy. I couldn’t hear them before, because Rabbit would talk.

Living by your wits is always knowing where the wasps are.

“Aunt Isabelle always says that every guest should bring a gift when visiting. Even if that guest is unwanted.

He enters the forest.

Your kingdom, once small and unremarkable, had grown fat, spilling over its borders like flesh around a tourniquet.

They looked up at the mural of the Child God Allalae, their god, God of Small Comforts, represented by the great summer bear.

“Old people know things we don’t because long ago, they didn’t listen to their elders either,” Quil said as they ducked into a darkened lean-to filled with moldering hay. “It’s tradition.”