“The shagginess of things, the way they never quite work out as planned and break down every other Tuesday, necessitating wine and foul language and duct tape and the wrong-sized screw quietly hammered in with the bottom of a garden gnome, seems to me the very essence of marriage.” —Brian Doyle, in his essay Irreconcilable Dissonance
“To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else’s heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone […]
C.S. Lewis on Names
There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it. — C.S. Lewis, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
We will be debating nuclear policy in Debate class for the next two days. The three specific topics will be: Should the United States unillaterally disarm its nuclear weapons? Do nuclear weapons deter conflicts and prevent WMD attack? Should the United States ever use nuclear weapons? Be prepared. And be ready for the debate tomorrow, too.
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, […]