Floris Books

Hay For My OxAn old farmer had two sons, Cross-Patch and Jeff. Cross-Patch was a man. But Jeff was still a boy. Jeff had a little red ox.This little red ox was as dear to him as if he were his son. And SO; in a way he was, because the old farmer had let Jeff bring up the little red ox by hand. The...

Foreword Plato taught that the whole purpose of philosophy — his dialectic—was to prepare us for death. Nothing, in his view, was more important than this, and nothing has occurred in the more than two millennia since he lived to suggest otherwise. Death, and whatever may follow it, if...

Children and colour We see the sky in ever changing colour: in shining blue, almost black in the night, with grey and white clouds, merging into a mysterious violet, flaming up in red, shining in yellow and orange, and in a delicate green within the rainbow. When we gaze around us everything...

This book has taken several years to come to fruition and I would like to thank Teddy Goldsmith for supporting and encouraging me during this time. For more than thirty years, he has inspired me with his vision and indomitable determination to leave a safer world for those to come. I also...