“Ideas begin their life as small seeds, so light they may drift through the air like dust motes. If a human is fortunate enough to catch one, when the light is right, it can be planted, just like a seed. With fertile soil, it may grow into a flower or tree, which will re-seed, thus producing a whole field or forest.” Cicero, the old library cat to Marco, his apprentice. Quote from Guardian Cats and the Lost Books of Alexandria. About the book: Cicero, the old library… Continue reading →
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