Le Rouge et le Noir (in English, The Red and the Black) is one of the books that you cannot avoid if you go through the French school system. 359 more words
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“We toggle the gas pedal of politics between zealotry and apathy,” she complained. “One day we parade in protest for rights, wrongs and indifferences of some group, some perp, some activist, some governmental faction that failed or should not even exist, and the next day we go home and order up Chinese, bitching about how long the delivery service takes to go two city blocks.” 192 more words
Ugliness triggers my palpitations, not beauty and the Basilica of Santa Croce. Watching the apple trees, the ones that were planted carelessly last summer by a council worker on contract, shortly before the drought, watching them endure weeks and weeks without water, the odd football cracking the only branch of significance, watching them just managing to survive, and willing them to die but knowing they won’t die for years and years, that they will get just enough rain eventually. 117 more words
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“Julien will be a notable worker in our Lord’s vineyard. He is not lacking in memory or intelligence and he is thoughtful. But will his vocation last?