Look Up . . . And See

Man Is A Being Of Varied, Manifold And Inconstant Nature. And Woman, By God, Is A Match For Him.

But It's Also Because Of Something Personal. My Mother And Father Met While Playing Chess, So I've Always Had A Fondness For The Game. If It Weren't For Chess, I Might Not Be Here.

If I Can’t Be Personal, I Don’t Want To Argue,” Said His Hostess Categorically. “i May Be Missing Your Points, But You’re Much Too Busy Dodging Mine.

Verily, God Hath Eighteen Thousand Worlds; And Verily, Your World Is One Of Them, And This Its Bright Axle-tree.

For An Hour, Blended With All She Could Offer, Something Noble Had Been Created Which Had Nothing To Do With The Physical World. And From The Turn Of His Throat, The Warmth Of His Hair, The Strong, Slender Sinews Of His Hands, Something Further; Which Had. Though She Combed The Earth And Searched Through The Smoke Of The Galaxies There Was No Being She Wanted But This, Who Was Not And Should Not Be For Philippa Somerville.