You can find it here.
It’s a lot of replies to other folks, but some truly endearing posts, including this one:
Spent many hours madly gardening. Stuff coming up, & me w. the wet leaves lying ungathered… Planted some primroses or were they cowslips?
I don’t do twitter (::yet::), but I loved this glimpse of her brain. I would like to have coffee in her garden and talk about being a woman.
The salvation of this human world, lies nowhere else but in the human heart, in the human power to reflect, in human meekness and human responsibility.
I’m such a sucker for sports movies, and now they’re putting Nelson Mandela in one? Niiiice.
The word is that Slumdog did so well last year because no one wanted depressing movies due to the recession (usually everyone puts out something soul-crushing as an end-of-year Oscar bid). I’m cool with this trend continuing, as December is soul crushing enough without the cinematic help.
‘[He] need not be idealized, or enlarged in death beyond what he was in life, to be remembered simply as a good and decent man, who saw wrong and tried to right it, saw suffering and tried to heal it, saw war and tried to stop it. Those of us who loved him and who take him to his rest today, pray that what he was to us and what he wished for others will some day come to pass for all the world.’
