“I am the damn paterfamilias!”: Ulysses Everett McGill, in O Brother, Where Art Thou? (dir. Joel Cohn and Ethan Coen, 2000).
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Nancy, October 19, 1950.
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Michael Leddy
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Words to live by
Life is to be lived, not controlled; and humanity is won by continuing to play in the face of certain defeat.
Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
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Νέος ἐφ’ ἡμέρῃ ἥλιος. [The sun is new every day.]
Heraclitus
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Every day is a new deal.
Harvey Pekar, “Alice Quinn”
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Nos plus grandes craintes, comme nos plus grandes espérances, ne sont pas au-dessus de nos forces, et nous pouvons finir par dominer les unes et réaliser les autres. [Our worst fears, like our greatest hopes, are not outside our powers, and we can come in the end to triumph over the former and to achieve the latter.]
Marcel Proust, Finding Time Again
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Surely, in the light of history, it is more intelligent to hope rather than to fear, to try rather than not to try.
Eleanor Roosevelt, You Learn by Living
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I don’t really deeply feel that anyone needs an airtight reason for quoting from the works of writers he loves, but it’s always nice, I’ll grant you, if he has one.
J.D. Salinger, Seymour: An Introduction
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I’m not afraid to get it right
I turn around and I give it
one more try
Sufjan Stevens, “Jacksonville”
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L’attention est la forme la plus rare et la plus pure de la générosité. [Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.]
Simone Weil, in a letter
Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
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Νέος ἐφ’ ἡμέρῃ ἥλιος. [The sun is new every day.]
Heraclitus
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Every day is a new deal.
Harvey Pekar, “Alice Quinn”
*
Nos plus grandes craintes, comme nos plus grandes espérances, ne sont pas au-dessus de nos forces, et nous pouvons finir par dominer les unes et réaliser les autres. [Our worst fears, like our greatest hopes, are not outside our powers, and we can come in the end to triumph over the former and to achieve the latter.]
Marcel Proust, Finding Time Again
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Surely, in the light of history, it is more intelligent to hope rather than to fear, to try rather than not to try.
Eleanor Roosevelt, You Learn by Living
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I don’t really deeply feel that anyone needs an airtight reason for quoting from the works of writers he loves, but it’s always nice, I’ll grant you, if he has one.
J.D. Salinger, Seymour: An Introduction
*
I’m not afraid to get it right
I turn around and I give it
one more try
Sufjan Stevens, “Jacksonville”
*
L’attention est la forme la plus rare et la plus pure de la générosité. [Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.]
Simone Weil, in a letter
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- Leo Wright, unexpectedly
- “Very antique”
- A choral “God Only Knows”
- “It’s fine”
- Brooklyn biker gang
- Today’s Saturday Stumper
- The Civil War and paper clips
- UVA president resigns
- Washington Post crossword redesign
- Word of the day: scustumad
- Shari & Lamb Chop
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- Mental acuity
- Mary Miller, environmentalist?
- Open city
- Gramps and Uncle Petrie
- A song in the air
- Eleven movies, one short series
- Ever fashion-forward
- “Hope you’re doing well ...”
- Watching your grammar
- Back to Queens Boulevard
- The misfits
- “We are at the mercy of maniacs”
- Turn on your hazard lights (once again)
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- “What’s the use?”
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- New music from Pegg and Van Dyke Parks
- Van Dyke Parks writes about Brian Wilson
- Handwriting in college
- “Sail On, Sailor”
- A mob boss
- “A disaster for the country and the world”
- The last great Brian Wilson song?
- Comics implosion
- Avoiding exposure
- New New Grown-Ups
- “This Whole World”
- Bloomsday 2025
- CHILBLAIN
- A Naked City cast member comments
- On the Bowery, twice
- Father’s Day
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- Today’s Saturday Stumper
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- Aldi and Anderson
- “Wouldn’t It Be Nice,” vocals only
- JB Pritzer and Mary Miller
- The windmills of his mind
- Barbara Holdridge (1929–2025)
- VDP on BW
- Six “Surf’s Up”
- Brian Wilson (1942–2025)
- Sanewashing
- Word of Mouth : “Lists”
- Sailor Kovac’s Epidermal Louvre
- “Very big force”
- Twelve movies
- Apple’s see-through aesthetic
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- Bill Atkinson (1951–2025)
- Los Angeles and a stumble
- L. EDDY
- HCR, Journey to American Democracy
- Today’s Saturday Stumper
- M is for moron
- “When the whole world turns clown”
- Bananas
- A Gnirut test
- A costly comma
- Morning noir
- Mental acuity
- iA Writer, fifteen years late(r)
- Marriage as conversation
- “Anti-Cartesian rascals”
- The eyes have it
- Alice Notley (1945–2025)
- An EXchange name sighting
- Hello, com.apple.mediaanalysisd
- Origin of an idiom: “a low bar”
- IINA
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- Against “deep reading”
- Alkalize with Alka-Seltzer
- At the World Trade Center and St. Paul’s Chapel
- Being wrong about beauty
- Bobbing for apples
- “Bon Appétit!”
- “The Case of the Purloined Prairie”
- ChatGPT’s twenty-line poems
- “The ’Clipse”
- Couric and Palin and Orwell
- Digital naïfs
- Donald Trump’s spelling
- Ebinger’s
- Ellington for beginners
- “Extra credit?”
- Five desks
- Five pens
- Fluke life
- The gold standard, haircuts, and everyone else
- Happy birthday, Mr. Piletti
- Hoagies, pizza, and English studies
- Homeric blindness in “colledge”
- How to Write a Sentence
- Imaginary liner notes
- Invisible man: Louis Armstrong and the New York Times
- Invitation to a dance
- Is there a pencil in The House?
- John Lee Hooker and Canned Heat
- A Kerouac notebook page
- The kitchen shink [sic]
- Klenosky!
- “Make My Jotter Quit!”
- Lady Elaine’s can
- Mysteries of the tollbooth
- National’s et cetera
- Nick DeMaio and the Eldorado
- Obama revisions
- Obama thoughts
- On “On the New Literacy”
- On “Politics and the English Language”
- “On the Road”
- The Oteris and Marty
- The other little book
- Out of the past
- Peppa Pig and the Brontës
- Phones Are For People
- Politics and theory
- “The Poet”
- Proust: involuntary memory, foolish things
- P.S. 131
- Pullum on Strunk and White
- Re: the Beloit Mindset List
- Some have gone and some remain
- “The Spokesmen”
- Sports Illustrated and Proust
- The Springfield Daily Gazette
- That (in)famous line
- Things I learned on my summer vacation
- Van Dyke Parks in Chicago
- W(h)ither grammar
- What I hear in “Walk Away Renee”
Nancy, October 19, 1950.
Happy day, Father of a number of daughters!
ReplyDeleteEverett thanks you. (He has three.)
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