You know: in a foolish, undiscriminating way, I've been happy these last few months. I don't know why. I just am. I love my friends; I love my pupils; I love what I read; I -- dammit -- love my thoughts. I love the taste of oranges.
Thornton Wilder in a letter to Gertrude Stein, Aug 14, 1936

Friday, February 4, 2011


...they have their best education, good institution, sole qualification from us, and when they have done well their honor and immortality from us; we are the living tombs, registers, and as so many trumpets of their fame: What was Achilles without Homer?Alexander without Arian and Curtius. Who had known the Caesars but for Suetonius and Dion?

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