Monthly Archives: May 2018

He smiled understandingly—much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five time in a life. It faced—or seemed to face the whole external world in an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice inContinue reading “Being Seen”

For need can blossom into all the compensation it requires. To crave and have are as like as a thing as its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the tongue as sweetly as when one longs to taste it, and when is the taste refracted into so many hues and savors of ripenessContinue reading “Wild Strawberries”

But what is worship? –to do the will of God-that is worship. And what is the will of God? – to do to my fellow man what I would have my fellow man to do to me – that is the will of God. Now, Queequeg is my fellow man. And what do I wishContinue reading “The Perfection of All”

The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love. -Gabriel Garcia Marquez, from Love in the Time of Cholera   Love in the Time of Cholera explores the many iterations of love—love as illness, tenderness, unrequited, love as “ideal” and love as “depraved”. As we approach Mother’s Day inContinue reading “Love”

  You don’t even have sense enough to drink when somebody brings you a cup of consecrated chicken soup—which is the only kind of chicken soup Bessie ever brings to anybody around this madhouse. So just tell me…how in the hell are you going to recognize a legitimate holy man when you see one ifContinue reading “The Holy Man”