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TCS: Luck, Which Neither You Nor Tomorrow Can Depend On
Good Morning! ____________________________ And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been. — Rainer Maria Rilke ________________ New Year’s Resolution:To tolerate fools more gladly,provided this does not encouragethem to take up more of my … Continue reading
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TCS: Lines of Old Songs We Can’t Remember But Will Aye Come Back
Good Morning! ____________________________ To perceive Christmas through its wrappings becomes more difficult with every year. – E. B. White ________________ “I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bonestructure of the landscape. Something waitsbeneath it; the whole story doesn’t … Continue reading
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TCS: Unpacking the Luggage of the Heart
Good Morning! ____________________________ Winter is not a season, it’s an occupation. ― Sinclair Lewis ________________ “I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn’t show.” – Andrew … Continue reading
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TCS: Because of Unreportable Sadnesses …
Good Morning! _____________________________ Wisdom comes with winters. ― Oscar Wilde________________ “The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any.” – Alice Walker ________________ “for every revolutionary must at last will his own destructionrooted as he … Continue reading
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TCS: All Good Things Must Come to An End
All good things must come to an end – Geoffrey Chaucer, 1380s My very first post at Flowers for Socrates, in July 2015, was a Word Cloud about James Dickey, a poet better known for his novel Deliverance. In October 2020, I … Continue reading
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TCS: The World Must Be Made Safe for the Young
Good Morning! _____________________________ “Poetry is like fish: if it’s fresh, it’s good; if it’s stale, it’s bad; and if you’re not certain, try it on the cat.” ― Osbert Sitwell, English writer and poet ________________ “The basic tool for the … Continue reading
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TCS: To Lose in Ignorant Blindness What We Might Hold Fast
Good Morning! _____________________________ “Empathy is the most radical of human emotions.”– Gloria Steinem ________________ “If the Party could thrust its hand into the past and say of this or that event, it never happened — that, surely, was more terrifying than … Continue reading
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TCS: Give Me a Song of Hope and a World Where I Can Sing It
Good Morning! _____________________________ I prefer rogues to imbeciles, because they sometimes take a rest.– Alexandre Dumas ________________ Be careful to leave your sons well instructed rather than rich, for the hopes of the instructed are better than the wealth … Continue reading
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TCS: Turning the Wrong Corner, Into a Glare of Light
Good Morning! _______________________________ “Time is what we want most, but what we use worst.” – William Penn ________________ “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was … Continue reading
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TCS: O Fellow Citizen, What Have They Done to Us?
Good Morning! _______________________________ “There is only one kind of shock worse than the totally unexpected: the expected for which one has refused to prepare.” – Mary Renault, author of Fire From Heaven ________________ “Here we are, the most clever species ever … Continue reading
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