Living Words Sown by a Dead King
By Ada Nicholson Brownell
A writer I admire keeps popping into my life and telling me to keep writing—although he’s been dead for centuries.
“He who observes the wind will not sow, and he who regards the clouds will not reap,” he wrote. “In the morning sow your seed, and in the evening do not withhold your hand; for you do not know which will prosper, either this or that, or whether [...]