Category Archives: Cinlir Winthallan – LotRo

The Winthallans 1.10 – Shards

For a man to conquer himself is the first and noblest of all victories. – Plato

The Winthallans 1.9 – The Beast within

“There is a beast in man that needs to be excersised, not exorcised.” – Anton LaVey

The Winthallans 1.8 – Ideal Ideals

“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.” – Kahlil Gibran

The Winthallans 1.7 – The Lion’s Strength

“I am sometimes a fox and sometimes a lion. The whole secret of government lies in knowing when to be the one or the other.” – Napoleon Bonaparte

The Winthallans 1.6 – Folly and Love

What’s here? the portrait of a blinking idiot, Presenting me a schedule! I will read it. How much unlike art thou to Portia! How much unlike my hopes and my deservings! “Who chooseth me shall have as much as he deserves”! Did I deserve no more than a fool’s head? Is that my prize? Are […]

The Winthallans 1.5 – Foul Devices of the Mind

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.” – William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar

The Winthallans 1.4 – The Turning of the Tides

How should the world be luckier if this house, Where passion and precision have been one Time out of mind, became too ruinous To breed the lidless eye that loves the sun? And the sweet laughing eagle thoughts that grow Where wings have memory of wings, and all That comes of the best knit to […]

The Winthallans 1.3 – The Slips of Time

Though leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun; Now I may wither into the truth. – The Coming of Wisdom with Time, W. B. Yeats

The Winthallans 1.2 – The Ties that bind

Before me floats an image, man or shade, Shade more than man, more image than a shade; For Hades’ bobbin bound in mummy-cloth May unwind the winding path; A mouth that has no moisture and no breath Breathless mouths may summon; I hail the superhuman; I call it death-in-life and life-in-death. – Byzantium, W. B. […]

The Winthallans 1.1

Hochzeiten. Langsam sollten wir davon ja genug haben. Aber mindestens Ellena und Freiherr Elteror stehen noch an. Dabei fühle ich mich bereits jetzt, als hätte ich beiläufig den gesamten Haushalt verheiratet. Immerhin, bedenkt man, dass es keine festen Ansprachen gibt, waren die Reden, glaube ich, ganz gut gehalten.