#157: Ugly Duckling
‘His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan.’ – Hans Christian Andersen, The Ugly Duckling
‘His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan.’ – Hans Christian Andersen, The Ugly Duckling
Waiting for the next wash.
Good morning Uganda, you were looking good for us this morning.
‘I shall go and sit under a tree…. Which tree, Mma?… Oh, there are many trees in this life, she said. It does not matter which tree you choose, as long as you choose the right one.’ – Alexander McCall Smith, The Woman Who Walked in Sunshine
Wedge it against your door, and it’ll keep anyone away…
‘It was lit by thousands and thousands of candles that were floating in midair over four long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting…The hundreds of faces staring at them looked like pale lanterns in the flickering candlelight…It was hard to believe there was a ceiling there at all, and that the Great… Continue reading #155: The Great Hall