And if you go chasing rabbits/And you know you’re going to fall January 17, 2010

photo by T.R. Hummer Psychoanalysis: a rabbit that was swallowed by a boa constrictor that just wanted to see what it was like in there. —Karl Kraus

Easy December 1, 2009

Easy is the descent to Hell. —Virgil

10 years willingly November 25, 2009

A mule will labor ten years willingly and patiently for you, for the privilege of kicking you once. —William Faulkner And we never got the mule, let alone the forty acres. —Charles Evers

no use for psychology November 25, 2009

Children have no use for psychology. They detest sociology. They still believe in God, the family, angels, devils, witches, goblins, logic, clarity, punctuation, and other such obsolete stuff. When a book is boring, they yawn openly. They don’t expect their writer to redeem humanity, but leave to adults such childish illusions.    —Isaac Bashevis Singer

Consequences November 24, 2009

  In nature there are neither rewards nor punishments; there are consequences. —Robert Green Ingersoll  

Only mothers can think of the future November 24, 2009

  Only mothers can think of the future—because they give birth to it in their children. —Maxim Gorky  

the taste for quotations November 23, 2009

The taste for quotations (and for the juxtaposition of incongruous quotations) is a Surrealist taste. —Susan Sontag

the bewilderments of the eyes are of two kinds November 19, 2009

      Any one who has common sense will remember that the bewilderments of the eyes are of two kinds, and arise from two causes, either from coming out of the light or from going into the light, which is true of the mind’s eye; and he who remembers this when he sees any [...]

Ruth November 15, 2009

Let me now go to the field, and glean ears of corn after him in whose sight I shall find grace. And she said unto her, Go, my daughter. —The Book of Ruth (King James Bible)

Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples November 15, 2009

This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. —William Wordsworth