We never find what we set out hearts on. We ought to be glad of that.
We never find what we set out hearts on. We ought to be glad of that. - George Mackay
- George Mackay
Hills tell old stories. Cliffs are poets with harps. - George Mackay
Hills tell old stories. Cliffs are poets with harps.
The imagination is not an escape, but a return to the richness of our true selves; a return to reality. - George Mackay
The imagination is not an escape, but a return to the richness of our true selves; a return to reality.
The Orkney imagination is haunted by time. - George Mackay
The Orkney imagination is haunted by time.
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