"The words a father speaks to his children in the privacy of the home are not overheard at the time, but, as in whispering galleries, they will be clearly heard at the end and by posterity."
Jean Paul Richter, writer (1763-1825)
Home being an Ithaka of sorts I find it where most stop looking Even in the smell of rain
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