“i will learn to love the skies i’m under”

“‘i mean,’ he said with increasing vehemence, ‘that if there be a house for me in heaven it will either have a green lamp-post and a hedge, or something quite as positive and personal as a green lamp-post and a hedge. i mean that God bade me love one spot and serve it, and do all things however wild in praise of it, so that this one spot might be a witness against all the infinities and the sophistries, that Paradise is somewhere and not anywhere, is something and not anything. and i would not be so very much surprised if the house in heaven had a real green lamp-post after all.'”

“there is nothing wicked about walking round the world and coming back to your own house; it is no more wicked than walking round the garden and coming back to your own house.” — manalive