[My father used to say
"Superior people never make long visits
have to be shown Longfellow's grave
or the glass flowers at Harvard.
Self-reliant like the cat
that takes it's prey to privacy,
the mouse's limp tail hanging like a shoelace from its
mouth
they somtimes enjoy solitude,
and can be robbed of speech
by speech which has delighted them.
The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence;
not in silence , but restraint."
Nor waas he insincere in saying, "Make my house your
inn."
Inns are not residences. |