“We must picture hell as a state where everyone is perpetually concerned about his own dignity and advancement, where everyone has a grievance, and where everyone lives with the deadly serious passions of envy, self-importance, and resentment.” ― C.S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters I saw the above quote recently on Twitter along with the hashtag #academia." To... Continue Reading →
chapter 3: aphrodite reports
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Is there anything in existence that so captivates and intoxicates the imagination and the passions as love and war? War, the taker of life and love, the giver - both in their way requiring sacrifice and the obliteration of self. And in this we see the greatest difference between one generation... Continue Reading →
a love observed
It's 9:19. 19 minutes past bedtime. 19 minutes into daddy time. But still she won't calm down. Something had her wound up tonight; excited, slaphappy, crazy, adorable. I don't know what. My mind is in another place, occupied with strategies to get the seven-year-old to finally lay down. Maybe laying down in her bed will... Continue Reading →