Thursday, October 03, 2024

 

A Precious Thing

John Buchan (1875-1940), Mr. Standfast, chapter I:
I understood what a precious thing this little England was, how old and kindly and comforting, how wholly worth striving for. The freedom of an acre of her soil was cheaply bought by the blood of the best of us.
Id.:
You will hear everything you regard as sacred laughed at and condemned, and every kind of nauseous folly acclaimed, and you must hold your tongue and pretend to agree.



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