he more beautiful the art, the more it is essentially the work of people who feel themselves wrong; — who are striving for the fulfillment of a law, and the grasp of a loveliness, which they have not yet attained, which they feel even farther and farther from attaining, the more they strive for it. – John Ruskin Continue reading →
According to the Writer’s Almanac today is the birthday of Wallace Stevens, and The Emperor of Ice Cream was the poem du jour: Let be be finale of seem. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream. Which was great … Continue reading →
Whatever your life’s work is, do it well. A man should do his job so well that the living, the dead, and the unborn could do it no better.
