dream angus


‘She looked at him. One of the surprising things in all this, she thought, is the sheer otherness. He is another person; he is not me. And there is a bit of him, of what makes him himself, which I shall never know, never touch. Something which I don’t know the word for. The soul? No. Well, maybe. That, whatever it is, will never be mine.’


Dream Angus: The Celtic God of Dreams
Canongate Myth Series
(Page 27)



For some reason the Canongate Myth Series leaves me uncommonly mute.

Three down.
Eleven to go.