Nathros visibly gladdens as Threshold comes into sight. "This place seems strange to me now. It is not that it has changed, but that I have."
Nathros visibly gladdens as Threshold comes into sight. "This place seems strange to me now. It is not that it has changed, but that I have."
It is a joyful thing indeed to hold intimate converse with a man after one’s own heart, chatting without reserve about things of interest or the fleeting topics of the world; but such, alas, are few and far between.
– Yoshida Kenko (1283-1350), Tsurezure-Gusa (1340)