January Sixth

WHITHER shall I go from thy spirit, whither shall I flee from thy presence?
If I ascend into heaven, thou art there, if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

-- Iris Murdoch
Photo of rose granite from Life magazine archives, France, September 1948, photographer Eliot Elisofon