to ponder

Busiest time of the work year and 10 days of bronchitis later...we're back!

Hawk hosted presentations all day yesterday, so after a dinner at Bravo's, we crashed on the couch for an episode of Heroes online. Later, I spent a little over an hour with friends from down the street. As their daughter kissed them goodnight (she was caught up by a new book and had not realized it was 10:15), my friend said with a knowing look in his eyes, "Turn off the light." The 4th-grader smiled (she's taller than I) and replied, "The light is eternal; I will shut my eyes." Brilliancefrom the childhood of Flannery O'Connor.


I've been reading The Man Who Was Chesterton with my morning coffee. Here is a good Thursday break from house & home (though check back tomorrow for more on paint & reed-diffusers. . . .ooooouh)


"Of all the marks of modernity that seem to mean a kind of decadence, there is none more menacing and dangerous than the exultation of very small and secondary matters of conduct at the expense of very great and primary ones. . . .Thus it is considered more withering to accuse a man of bad taste than of bad ethics" (20).


Oh, and: 


Misers get up early in the morning; and burglars, I am informed, get up the night before. It is the great peril of our society that all its mechanism may grow more fixed while its spirit grows more fickle" (21).


Happy Thursday!


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