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Seeing Pieces of Yourself

I can’t get with the Romantics. The Victorians either for that matter. I appreciate them like I appreciate orchestral music, and I have the best intention of delving back into Dickens the next time I have a large chunk of reading time available, but most of the time I’d rather shoot an albatross. 354 more words


Nibbling around the Edges

As I prepare to direct for LTA’s God of Carnage and I’ve wanted to start blogging about my thoughts about it, I’ve been struggling. I have outlined subjects for the blog, but I keep getting stuck on where to begin.  855 more words


Alexander Pope (1688-1744): The Dying Christian to his Soul

Vital spark of heav’nly flame!
Quit, oh quit this mortal frame:
Trembling, hoping, ling’ring, flying,
Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying!
Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife,

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Psalms, Common Sense and The Story

At work yesterday, an older man and I were talking. He had bought some of my product and it was slow, so I figured I’d just enjoy the conversation for awhile. 674 more words

Day 2- The Spotless Mind

“How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d”

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Joseph Addison

It is hard to speak of English poets and playwrights, and not mention the name Joseph Addison. Known best for founding The Spectator magazine with his friend Richard Steele, he was one of the most foremost essayists of the 18th century, and his works are studied in much depth even today. 582 more words

Alexander Pope

When Pope was on his deathbed, the doctor assured him that his breathing was easier, his pulse steader, and various other encouraging things.

“Here am I,” commented Pope to a friend, “dying of a hundred good symptoms.”