I think the people that read this blog would like Babel by Mumford & Sons. Unrelated: I’m Facebook-friends with a few people I met while in Iceland, and they come up in my feed every so often. Now I ask: why are they so beautiful? Is it 1) because I’ll never see them again, 2) […]
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I read both of these things Sunday and was just tickled by their juxtaposition (UD word!). So much so that I’m posting on this blog. Curled up with Percy’s The Moviegoer, I came across a now-familiar character, now often defamed. Binx is recounting the radio program This I Believe that he listens to religiously. On the program […]
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From Marcus Aurelius
01
Aug 2012
“Everything exists for some end, a horse, a vine. Why dost thou wonder? Even the sun will say, I am for some purpose, and the rest of the gods will say the same. For what purpose then art thou? to enjoy pleasure? See if common sense allows this.”
Category: It Is What It Is, Meditations, Nobility, Rome
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