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THE ONCE AND FUTURE KING

T.H. White's novel is a richly woven tapestry of myth and legend, following the journey of Arthur, a young king, as he learns the true nature of leadership and the complexities of the world around him. The narrative intertwines the Arthurian legend with contemporary issues, offering a thought-provoking and timeless narrative. more

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T. H. White
T. H. White

T.H. White was an English author renowned for his historical novels. His most famous work, 'The Once and Future King,' is a blend of history and fiction, chronicling the story of King Arthur and his kingdom. more

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“It is difficult to undo our own damage, and to recall to our presence that which we have asked to leave. It is hard to desecrate a grove and change your mind. The very holy mountains are keeping mum. We doused the burning bush and cannot rekindle it; we are lighting matches in vain under every green tree.”

“What have we been doing all these centuries but trying to call God back to the mountain, or, failing that, raise a peep out of anything that isn't us? What is the difference between a cathedral and a physics lab? Are not they both saying: Hello? We spy on whales and on interstellar radio objects; we starve ourselves and pray till we're blue.”

“The mountains are great stone bells; they clang together like nuns. Who shushed the stars? There are a thousand million galaxies easily seen in the Palomar reflector; collisions between and among them do, of course, occur. But these collisions are very long and silent slides. Billions of stars sift amont each other untouched, too distant even to be moved, heedless as always, hushed. The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out. But God knows I have tried.”

“We are here to witness. There is nothing else to do with those mute materials we do not need. Until Larry teaches his stone to talk, until God changes his mind, or until the pagan gods slip back to their hilltop groves, all we can do with the whole inhuman array is watch it.”