16 January, 2011
Why is it that we, especially when we are young, do not want our friends to meet? Is it a selfishness, or is it some thinly-masked fear that they will discover we are more than one person?
We are not the same to all people, nor should we be. All people are not the same to us.
Do you wish to be great? Then begin by being. Do you desire to construct a vast and lofty fabric? Think first about the foundations of humility. The higher your structure is to be, the deeper must be its foundation.
12 January, 2011
This has long been one of my favorite poems. Enjoy. The text is from Bartleby…
It is terribly Winter-like here– it is probably a good thing I don’t actually have to leave the house until later today. Driving home last night I could see the ghosts of accidents-past– guard rails that had been bent-in and knocked out altogether, slithering, wiggling tire tracks from cars possibly only a mile ahead of me on the road… I found myself driving by the sites of multiple accidents from this year, including the hill the mail truck slid down, right next to the Thruway.
How about we warm up with some Eliot?
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