“We are such stuffAs dreams are made on, and our little lifeIs rounded with a sleep”Shakespeare’s Prospero declares that in The Tempest. Figuring out exactly what it means is the task of a lifetime. So, we won’t do that, today.But, what are dreams? G.K. Chesterton’s The Coloured Lands is a collection of some of his early work. Stories, poems, musings, and doodles, all with that Chestertonian air of paradox embedded within. The book defies summary. Think of it as the flotsam and jetsam of a … [Read more...] about Dreams: Chesterton, Gaiman, and Lewis
Measuring out my life with coffee spoons ...and books
