John Milton, author of Paradise Lost, was born on this day in 1608.
"Paradise Lost is a book that, once put down, is very hard to pick up again." -- Samuel Johnson.
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Thursday, December 9, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Today, be true to your convictions
Happy Thanksgiving!
"Americans are a race of convicts and ought to be thankful for anything we allow them short of hanging." -- Samuel Johnson, English writer, writing in the 18th century.
"Americans are a race of convicts and ought to be thankful for anything we allow them short of hanging." -- Samuel Johnson, English writer, writing in the 18th century.
Friday, November 12, 2010
A head made of marble
The great sculptor Auguste Rodin (The Thinker) was born on this day in 1840.
"A fellow will hack half a year at a block of marble to make something in stone that hardly resembles a man." -- Samuel Johnson.
"A fellow will hack half a year at a block of marble to make something in stone that hardly resembles a man." -- Samuel Johnson.
“No place affords a more striking conviction of the vanity of human hopes than a public library,” Sully read. Samuel Johnson. Sully had never cared much for Johnson, or for Boswell, that seventeenth-century equivalent of a jock-sniffer, and this observation, like so many of Johnson’s, seemed either slightly or totally off-kilter. A library was the vindication of human hopes, wasn’t it, their realization or elaboration crystallized in books? Indirectly, though, the great lexicographer had hit home with this sally, as almost everyone who worked here at the library, Sully fancied, could present a striking example, to one degree or another, of blasted hopes. -- Chapter 21, The Misforgotten.
Monday, June 14, 2010
It's an OK old flag
Today is Flag Day.
"Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel." -- Samuel Johnson.
“No place affords a more striking conviction of the vanity of human hopes than a public library,” Sully read. Samuel Johnson. Sully had never cared much for Johnson, or for Boswell, that seventeenth-century equivalent of a jock-sniffer, and this observation, like so many of Johnson’s, seemed either slightly or totally off-kilter. A library was the vindication of human hopes, wasn’t it, their realization or elaboration crystallized in books? Indirectly, though, the great lexicographer had hit home with this sally, as almost everyone who worked here at the library, Sully fancied, could present a striking example, to one degree or another, of blasted hopes. -- The Misforgotten, Chapter 21.
"Patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel." -- Samuel Johnson.
“No place affords a more striking conviction of the vanity of human hopes than a public library,” Sully read. Samuel Johnson. Sully had never cared much for Johnson, or for Boswell, that seventeenth-century equivalent of a jock-sniffer, and this observation, like so many of Johnson’s, seemed either slightly or totally off-kilter. A library was the vindication of human hopes, wasn’t it, their realization or elaboration crystallized in books? Indirectly, though, the great lexicographer had hit home with this sally, as almost everyone who worked here at the library, Sully fancied, could present a striking example, to one degree or another, of blasted hopes. -- The Misforgotten, Chapter 21.
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