The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched. Henry David Thoreau, Walden
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Monday, June 27, 2016
Monday, June 20, 2016
Ursula's Demand
Do not consider me now
as an elegant female intending to plague you,
as an elegant female intending to plague you,
but as a rational creature speaking the truth from her heart.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
Monday, June 13, 2016
Marching Orders
What does reason know?
Reason only knows what it has succeeded in learning.
- Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Reason only knows what it has succeeded in learning.
- Fyodor Dostoyevsky