Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure. This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship...
Everyone keep an eye out for the Wentworth Magazine arriving this week! Woth Ngan, Edwin Barrientos, Kunal A Patel, Tejwattie Balgobin Laljie, Vilayphone Voravong, George Hampton, I know there are more of you but I can only tag 6.