-
If I Were a Creek
If I were a creek and you came to sitAlong my lush green grass for a bit When summer was young and my waters flowed Over the rocks where the warm sun glowed If I…
-
The Most Wonderful Thing To See
The world has been dead a long time. Our trees—so often laden with snow and ice—have been naked, gray, and lifeless. The ground has been cold. The air has been quiet. The waters…
-
The Art of Thinking
Silly me, but I used to be ardently against the modern cellphone. What positive insanity, I thought! After all, who would want to be bothered with phone calls and text messages while running…
-
If I Befriend My Enemy
As long as I’ve been alive, he’s been there. Dreadful, ghastly little creature, following me through years and inside of days, like a shadow I can never part from. Oh heavens, how I…
-
How to Recognize a Mr. Wickham
Oh foolish ladies that we are! How quickly and easily we assess a man’s character and crown him with virtues and honors far above his true nature! So you know this guy, you…
-
A Thought on Life
Man can never derive contentment from what others give him. He can never be truly satisfied by the praise of mortal lips, or the caress of loving hand. There is nothing that can…
Hannah Linder Books
