The return from the walk, and the arrival of tea, should be exactly coincident, and not later than a quarter past four. – C.S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy: The Shape of My Early Life, 1955
In the worship of Bacchus, we have sacrificed too freely…. Why not consecrate ourselves to the queen of the Camelias, and revel in the warm stream of sympathy that flows from her altar? In the liquid amber within the ivory-porcelain, the initiated may touch the sweet reticence of Confucius… – Okakura KakuzÅ
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