The night was at her disposal. She might walk back to Great Mop and arrive very late; or she might sleep out and not trouble to arrive till to-morrow. Whichever she did Mrs Leak would not mind. That was one of the advantages of dealing with witches; they do not mind if you are a little odd in your ways, frown if you are late for meals, fret if you are out all night, pry and commiserate when at length you return. Lovely to be with people who prefer their thoughts to yours, lovely to live at your own sweet will, lovely to sleep out all night!
To think of losing is to lose already. - Sylvia Townsend Warner
To think of losing is to lose already.
- Sylvia Townsend Warner
There is a moral, of course, and like all morals it is better not pursued. - Sylvia Townsend Warner
There is a moral, of course, and like all morals it is better not pursued.
Happy is the day whose history is not written down. - Sylvia Townsend Warner
Happy is the day whose history is not written down.
Truth has beauty, power, and necessity. - Sylvia Townsend Warner
Truth has beauty, power, and necessity.
The fatal flaw of gravity; when you are down, everything falls down on you. - Sylvia Townsend Warner
The fatal flaw of gravity; when you are down, everything falls down on you.
One cannot overestimate the power of a good rancorous hatred on the part of the stupid. The stupid have so much more industry and energy to expend on… - Sylvia Townsend Warner
One cannot overestimate the power of a good rancorous hatred on the part of the stupid. The stupid have so much more industry and energy to expend on…
It is best as one grows older to strip oneself of possessions, to shed oneself downward like a tree, to be almost wholly earth before one dies. - Sylvia Townsend Warner
It is best as one grows older to strip oneself of possessions, to shed oneself downward like a tree, to be almost wholly earth before one dies.
And another day is tucked under my wing. - Sylvia Townsend Warner
And another day is tucked under my wing.
Slowly, with a look of intense concentration, he got up and advanced on me ... put out a front paw, and stroked my cheek as I used to stoke his chops… - Sylvia Townsend Warner
Slowly, with a look of intense concentration, he got up and advanced on me ... put out a front paw, and stroked my cheek as I used to stoke his chops…
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