When I was a child, I spoke like a child, thought like a child, and reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up my childish ways.
1 Corinthians 13:11
January 27, 2009It’s Funny ‘Cause It’s True
January 24, 2009Confessions: Book Four
January 24, 2009For this space of nine years we lived seduced and seducing, deceived and deceiving, in divers lusts; openly, by sciences whch they call liberal; secretly, with a false-named religion; here proud, there superstutious, everywhere vain. Here, hunting after the emptiness of popular praise, down even to theatrical applauses, and poetic prizes, and strifes for grassy garlands, and the follies of shows, and the intemperance of desires. There, desiring to be cleansed from these defilements by carrying food to those who were called “elect” and “holy,” out of which, in the workhouse of their stomachs, they should forge for us Angels and Gods, by whom we might be cleansed.
Let’s Get To Work
January 21, 2009Good Riddance
January 19, 2009A Song For Winter
November 23, 2008Know Hope
October 2, 2008My First Day of School!
September 30, 2008The people were nice, and I learned something about the the financial crisis. I am apprehensive, but cautiously optimistic.
Words I Like
September 19, 2008From Zetland: By a Character Witness, by Saul Bellow:
The real business of his life was with comprehensive vision, he decided. He had been working in philosophy with the resemblance theory of universals. He had an original approach to the predicate “resemble.” But that was finished. When sick, he was decisive. He had the weak sweats and was coughing up blue phlegm with his fist to his mouth and his eyes swelling. He cleared his throat and said to Lottie, who sat on the bed holding his tea for him during this coughing fit, “I don’t think I can go on in the philosophy department.”