Excerpt from The Chariot of the Sun: A Fantasy
This is the story of the world-storm. Leaders in every field of thought have described the events of. The year 1980, but we who have come aged and Shaken out of that chaos, know well that the half was not told.
The world-storm was a human affair, and human events are ever based on love. For the love of woman a man gives all the labour of his life, or in the loss or lack of love will cast his life away. For the love of women men have built cities, or burned them, won thrones or lost them, have staked things present and the things to come. This is the story, then, of a man's love for a woman. And if the life of a man is a love tale, so is the life of a nation, which ends when the people cease to love their country. And so is the life of mankind, which will end when the love of God dies out from the human heart. Life is a plant which has its roots in love.
Reading over many histories of the world-storm, by divines, by students, and admirals of the air, the whole of which have failed to reach down to the truth I think that these eminent exact thinkers were mostly dry at the roots. Only a lover can write history.
Less