He watched out at the stars in a kind of trance. Soon it would be the summer again, when he could sleep on the battlements and watch these stars hovering as close as moths above his face – and, in the Milky Way at least, with something of the mothy pollen. They would be at the same time so distant that unutterable thoughts of space and eternity would baffle themselves in his sighing breast, and he would imagine to himself how he was falling upward higher and higher among them, never reaching, never-ending, leaving and losing everything in the tranquil speed of space.
T.H. White, from “The Once & Future King”
I’m about two-thirds of the way through this wonderful book. As you can see from the quote above, this author knows how to write. This is only one of many beautiful strings of words he puts together in this novel. I can’t believe I never read this before. I’m sure I’ll be reading it again. And, yes, I will review it when finished.
Just following my New Year’s resolution to tell myself better stories!