Otras naciones viven con inocencia, en sí y para sí como los minerales o los meteoros; Alemania es el espejo universal que a todas recibe, la conciencia del mundo (das Weltbewusstsein). Goethe es el prototipo de esa comprensión ecuménica.I read this passage in a short story by Borges only tonight, entitled Deutsches Requiem; you, who know me ( Read more... )

Poetry is a game of precision; let the novelists work from sun up to sun down; if you can't fret over one or two syllables for weeks or years at a time, you just ain't cut out for it ( Read more... )

You'll never be an artist unless you have the strange capacity, suddenly and without warning, to be devastated.

I'm an Oxfordian. I'm also about to be 28.

Tagore wrote this; does it sound familiar ( Read more... )

Can't I have my time in the sun? Just a quick one?

He leadeth me and knows the way, which I know not.

So, I think I'm going to sit for the Tennessee bar this summer. I got a book on evidence to start studying . . .

the agony . . .

I just finished 65B of Bradley's Arnold Latin Prose Composition, on which I have worked continuously since I graduated from ND in May. This just proves my hypothesis, namely, that Bradley's Arnold can be completed from beginning to end in seven months.

(If you know your shit).

Under the name of Shake-speare, considered the finest writer in the English language, not a single piece of correspondance exists, and this in an age where letter writing was not only the single means of communication, but an art in itself ( Read more... )