March 2012
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The Importance of Arts and Culture
Without art, without high culture, sooner or later we’ll all be barbarians by Hilton Kramer.
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Rejuvenation Through Joy
“Now,” said Lesche suddenly, “stop!” Try to move your hips! Ah, you cannot! The life-center, the balance-point, cannot move in a chair. That is one of the great crimes of modern life, one of the murders of ourselves, we sit too much in chairs. We need to stand up.The Ways of White Folks by Langston Hughes.
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Random Thoughts and Observations
Thank God for a mild winter. Hopefully, this spring like weather will continue. I have to keep my fingers crossed.
Dear Jessica: I will miss your company. You brought me bliss with your fists. Also, your girlfriends offer sunshine, wisdom and insight. Actually, they are a pack of cackling jackals. They will keep me company on my way to Hell. I wish you all the freaking luck in the world.
We...
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Wisdom Literature
Remember this your lifetime through: Tomorrow there will be more to do. And failure waits for all who stay With some success made yesterday. Tomorrow you must try once more, And even harder than before. John Wooden.
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Saint Paul's Chronicle
We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; struck down, but not destroyed Second Corinthians 4:8.
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Southern Gothic
The old lady settled herself comfortably, removing her white cotton gloves and putting them up with her purse on the shelf in front of the back window. The children’s mother still had on slacks and still had her head tied up in a green kerchief, but the grandmother had on a navy blue straw sailor hat with a bunch of white violets on the brim and a navy blue dress with a small white dot in...
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Passage from Shakespeare
Be not afraid; the isle is full of noises Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hume about mine ears; and sometime voices, that, if I then had waked after long sleep, will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming, the clouds methought would open, and show riches ready to drop upon me; theat when I waked I cried to dream again....
