Wednesday, 21 May 2014


Cakes, veal, cheese, pearl onions, pomegranates-- what odds does it make? You will find these are the cakes of an expert hand, rough with age, tough with sun. Under the green oaks, out on the salt plains, do we not all wander like Hagar, like Lot?

My darling, if God will send a ram! There are some things too sacred not to laugh at.

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