It was strange to see Sally Windsor that day, stepping in from the bright outside onto the Sunday afternoon pub carpet, looking thinner than the last time I’d seen her but taller somehow. And it was strange to see her, because I’d loved her for so long and for so many years, and now she had a different face and a different smell too I noticed as I leaned in to kiss her cheek. ‘Hello, how are...
A man is born gentle and weak. At his death he is hard and stiff. Green plants...– from the 6th century text Tao Te Ching central to Chinese Buddhism. Sometimes misquoted (but encapsulating the meaning) as ‘The trees that don’t bend with the wind won’t last the storm’.
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