The Weekly Commonplace (6/18/17)

Fiction

“And hung throughout the city were the dwarves’ flameless lanterns, their multicolored sparks harbringers of the Beors’ long dusk and night.” (Christopher Paolini, Eldest, 102)

“She placed black pebbles over their eyes, then raised her arms, lifted her face to the sky, and began the quavering death lay. Tears seeped from the corners of her closed eyes as her voice rose and fell with the immemorial phrases, sighing and moaning with the village’s sorrw. She sang of the earth and the night and of humanity’s ageless sorrow from which none escape.” (Paolini, 127)

“As he squatted in the mud, a shaft of sunlight burst underneath the clouds and illuminated the folds of rain so each drop flashed with crystalline fire.” (Paolini, 136)

“He closed his eyes and sank into the warm dusk that separates consciousness and sleep, where reality bends and sways to the wind of thought, and where creativity blossims in its freedom from boundaries and all things are possible.” (Paolini, 146)

Non-Fiction

“Landladies, like priests, often know much more than is good for them.” (Father Brown, 5.12: “The Theatre of the Invisible”, Father Brown)

“The shepherd’s staff, the father’s rod, the captain’s sword, the priest’s mitre, the prince’s sceptre, the prophet’s mantle, all are ours. Jesus hath no dignity which He will not employ for our exaltation, and no prerogrative which He will not exercise for our defence. His fulness of Godhead is our unfailing inexhaustible treasure-house.” (C.H. Spurgeon, “Morning, June 18”, Morning and Evening)

(Image courtesy of Dimitrij Paskevic and Unsplash.com)

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