Old wisdom out of the cluster of gathering shadows.
As soon as the seal was clear of the water, it reared up and its skin slipped down to the sand. What had been a seal was a white-skinned boy - George Mackay Brown
As soon as the seal was clear of the water, it reared up and its skin slipped down to the sand. What had been a seal was a white-skinned boy
- George Mackay Brown
Old wisdom out of the cluster of gathering shadows. - George Mackay Brown
Without the story - in which everyone living, unborn and dead, participates - men are no more than bits of paper blown on the cold wind. - George Mackay Brown
Without the story - in which everyone living, unborn and dead, participates - men are no more than bits of paper blown on the cold wind.
In Scotland, when people congregate, they tend to argue and discuss and reason; in Orkney, they tell stories. - George Mackay Brown
In Scotland, when people congregate, they tend to argue and discuss and reason; in Orkney, they tell stories.
The first few glasses of beer were a revelation; they flushed my veins with happiness; they washed away all cares and shyness and worries. I remember… - George Mackay Brown
The first few glasses of beer were a revelation; they flushed my veins with happiness; they washed away all cares and shyness and worries. I remember…
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