And he had learned to love, I know not why, for this in such as him seemed strange of mood. But thus it was and though in solitude’s small part the nipped affections have to grow, in him this glowed when all beside had ceased to glow.
June 2010, March 2011, April 2011, and November 2011
All Dogs Go to Heaven went a movie title. I think there might have been a grain of truth in it after seeing some canine parishioners in various churches I visited. They gave the phrase “faithful as a dog” a literal spin.
“The best things in life are free.” Ironically, the cliché could not be any truer than on Orchard Road, Singapore’s premier shopping belt. I was taking an evening stroll with my family under Christmasy lights, oblivious to the brand names in screaming neon all around. Instead, I bought into the visual and auditory treats of this posh street.