December 29, 2013 § Leave a comment

How great my ignorance and how quick to folly. And yet I would learn and yet I would see and think, speak and act better.

He spoke to me of empathy. He told how once he saw an angel and a goddess and the love that was born between him and them in meeting was born in empathy.


A Christmas Message

December 29, 2013 § Leave a comment

“To be a great leader such as King, you have to love, you have to set an example, you have to take action, and you have to dream – not about yourself, but about a future shaped by love. You have to have that vision and belief that you can make it better.”

John Sentamu, Archbishop of York,


December 28, 2013 § Leave a comment

I can relate to Sylvia Plath. I recognise her words. It is a dangerous thing to admit, perhaps. But I survived myself, that particular Plath streak and the bell jar, and now I hope to do other things and see differently, beyond the tip of my singular nose.

“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And what do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited.”  — Sylvia Plath

I do not want to live all and every thing, nor to be all and every person. Better: choose, and love, and live.

Reading is dangerous. To assume words. To put on an author. Read disparately and remain critical. Choose these voices as you choose your friends — consciously, for virtue.

as a baby ox

December 27, 2013 § Leave a comment

“That face, round like a golden-petaled sunflower, is enough to break your heart. Even her ears
are golden. She may not be tall, but she’s strong as a baby ox.”

— Mo Yan, The Garlic Ballads

To keep quiet …

December 25, 2013 § Leave a comment

To keep quiet is to allow yourself to believe that you have no opinions, that you want nothing, and in certain cases it amounts to really wanting nothing. Despair, like Absurdism, prefers to consider everything in general and nothing in particular.

— Albert Camus, The Rebel, p. 2

December 23, 2013 § Leave a comment


December 22, 2013 § Leave a comment

Clerks, (1994)

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