Monthly Archives: January 2014

Rant

It’s been a while since I’ve had a good rant. I’m overdue. So, here I go …. stream of consciousness style. Why rant? Not sure, but I have thoughts swirling and I need to get something out although, I’m not … Continue reading

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Walking in the Shoes of Augustine

raises us, not by a quite human arrogance, but by a divine grace, above all earthly dignities that totter on this shifting scene. For the King and Founder of this city of which we speak, has in Scripture uttered to … Continue reading

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Walking in the Shoes of Matthew Henry

God, but it must come by hearing the word of God, Rom. x. 17. The rational soul, since it received that fatal shock by the fall, cannot have or maintain that just regard to the the great author of its … Continue reading

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Walking in the Shoes of John Donne

The Indifferent I can love both fair and brown; Her whom abundance melts, and her whom want betrays; Her who loves loneness best, and her who masks and plays; Her whom the country form’d, and whom the town; Her who … Continue reading

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Walking in the Shoes of Kerouac

Book of Sketches she going to make? Under the faucet she cleans garden fresh tomatos from Mrs Harris’ – She’s boiling potatos in a pot – they’ve been there a half hour – Thru her little kitchen cupboard window, framed … Continue reading

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Walking in the Shoes of Dante and Longfellow

Among those as I who are in suspense, And a fair, saintly Lady called to me In such wise, I besought her to command me. Her eyes where shining brighter than the Star, And she began to say, gentle and … Continue reading

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Walking in the Shoes of Fyodor Dostoyevsky

April 8th My beloved Makar Alexievitch, – Do you know, must quarrel with you. Yes, good Makar Alexievitch, I really cannot accept your presents, for I know what they must have cost you – I know to what privations and … Continue reading

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