Sunday, October 21, 2018

Persecution

Just as stars are brightest on the darkest nights and as spices give off their finest aromas when ground, pounded and burned, so Christianity flourishes not in the arms of kings and princes but when it stands boldly against them–and alone.

~ Roger Williams
The Bloudy Tenent, 112.

Monday, October 8, 2018

Gilead


"You and your mother were making sandwiches with peanut butter and apple butter on raisin bread. I consider such a sandwich a great delicacy, as you are clearly aware, because you made me stay on the porch until everything was ready, the milk poured and so on. Children seem to think every pleasant thing has to be a surprise."


Gilead
by Marilynne Robinson

Sunday, September 16, 2018

Jane Eyre

"I again felt rather like an individual of but average gastronomical powers sitting down to feast alone at a table spread with provisions for a hundred."

Jane Eyre
by Charlotte Brontë

Monday, July 30, 2018

Summarizing Philadelphia

"Summarizing Philadelphia is not easy. It is both as worldly as San Francisco and as parochial as Des Moines; as glittering as a miniature Manhattan and as run-down as Buffalo. In some ways, Philadelphia is America's smallest major city or else its largest town. Although a million-and-a-half people live here (six million if you count the extended metro area, a triangle roughly connecting Allentown, Atlantic City, and Wilmington, Delaware), it seems, at times, as if everybody here knows everybody else, like some enormous club. To an amazing extent, Philadelphia is a city of lifers; if you were born here, the odds are unusually good that you'll die here, too. Philadelphians rarely seem in need of new friends, because they have so many to begin with, and people who move here from somewhere  else tend to report identical feelings of displacement and alienation. One recent newcomer told me that moving to Philadelphia felt like walking into a difficult class halfway through the semester."

2001
James A. Michener
Prologue
Some Good in the World: A Life of Purpose
Edward J. Piszek