Look through the lens



I have no faith in god. I have never had; but for those of us who are different there is a compulsion to listen that is almost a faith. Nature, I suppose, chooses once and again to separate a few from the rest. She understands them and speaks to them. But why should we who are thus separated expect human nature to understand?

From The Herries Chronicles, by Hugh Walpole





The Way
Middle Earth