To be faire, I think we're all idiots!
The noise robbed the thoughts out of your head and your life was robbed of a day and fed it to the system, whatever that was. from Nocturnes by Aidan O’Donoghue Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen.
There is even one spider who puts a sticky blob on the end of a short strand of web and then, like a little cowboy with a lasso, waves it around her head at passing flies. from Harvest for Hope by Jane Goodall Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary….
All day Joy sat on her neck in a deep chair, reading. Sometimes she went for walks but she didn’t like dogs or cats or birds or flowers or nature or nice young men. She looked at nice young men as if she could smell their stupidity..’ from Good Country People by Flannery O’Connor Sunday Sentence:…
And the ghostof Arthur Moore, who taught me Chaucer,returns in the night to say again:‘Let me tell you something, boy.An intellectual whore is a whore.‘ from the poem Some Further Words found in the collection The Mad Farmer Poems by Wendell Berry Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David…
The question of immortality has frequently engaged him, and on more than one occasion he has asked the priest if there is such a thing, whether one would really recognize oneself again; which for him must be a particularly pressing matter seeing that he has no self. from Notes on Jackson and His Dead by Hugh Fulham-McQuillan Sunday…
On our behalf they dreaded the closeness of adolescent friendship, the predatory behaviour of strangers on trains, the lure of the wrong kind of girl. How far their anxieties outran our experience. from The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired…
The only way to get rid of your burdens is to live your life in such a way that you fulfill your destiny. from A Calendar of Wisdom by Leo Tolstoy. Sentence attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson (source not noted) Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David…
京にても (kyou nitemo)京なつかしや (kyou natsukashi ya)時鳥 (hototogisu) from A Haiku by Matsuo Bashô Translation from Robert HassEven in Kyōto—hearing the cuckoo’s cry—I long for Kyōto Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary. Inspired by David Abrams at The Quivering Pen.
There was a wonderful smell in the air of rendered fat and spice and juicy meat, and when the waitress returned with the pitcher of glowing amber beer, which seemed blessedly lit from within, Omar felt curiously happy. It was pleasantly warm in the drowsy grove of trees, the carnivorous men around him all seemed…
But I’ve never seen the Icarus story as a lesson about the limitations of humans. I see it as a lesson about the limitations of wax as an adhesive. from What if? Serious scientific answers to Absurd Hypothetical Questions by Randall Munroe Sunday Sentence: The sentence(s) that touched me this week, out of context and without commentary….