Montaigne
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A Little Recompense.
To paraphrase Tolstoy, we are joyous in the collective, but can only realize sorrow alone. Continue reading
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From a letter to a friend
Chaos is evident at the quantum level, but who really wants to go there? Continue reading
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Blog as metaphor.
One might avoid the herd, yet still appreciate the assurance of company. Continue reading
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Curiosity has ceased. Contemplation has set in.
The big questions generate itches I must contort to reach. Continue reading
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Fancy I cannot manufacture.
…the ox is to be whipped. Continue reading
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Bookends
Miscellany end-of-week links on books and reading. Continue reading
...the house I live in... 