It's a smooth, warm cup in my hand, light, soothing against my palm. And the pages of Moby Dick are smooth and thin, containing better than one hoped for, more than one expected. To which I know return.
One of my favorite books of all time...trevdiggyMarch 25 2005, 08:29:10 UTC
Despite being somewhat inaccessible at times, I find Melville hillarious. Surely you've run into this one by now:
"And there is all the difference in the world between paying and being paid. The act of paying is perhaps the most uncomfortable infliction that the two orchard thieves entailed upon us. But being paid,-what will compare with it? The urbane activity with which a man receives money is really marvellous, considering that we so earnestly believe money to be the root of all earthly ills, and that on no account can a monied man enter heaven. Ah! how cheerfully we consign ourselves to perdition!"
Keep up the beautiful work, Cindy. I have been enjoying your writing on here since I followed a link from some other former MOMMer's LiveJournal.
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My experience was something like this:
"Call me Ishmael....zzzzz."
Maybe I should try again too... later, when I have obtained some more of that elusive thing we call time....
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"And there is all the difference in the world between paying and being paid. The act of paying is perhaps the most uncomfortable infliction that the two orchard thieves entailed upon us. But being paid,-what will compare with it? The urbane activity with which a man receives money is really marvellous, considering that we so earnestly believe money to be the root of all earthly ills, and that on no account can a monied man enter heaven. Ah! how cheerfully we consign ourselves to perdition!"
Keep up the beautiful work, Cindy. I have been enjoying your writing on here since I followed a link from some other former MOMMer's LiveJournal.
Answering the age-old question**,
Trevor Farlow
**"Who in the world is reading my blog?"
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