On the Way Home

 Just another photo from the tile museum in Lisbon. I remember when I made my students track down their favorite tiles when I led a student ...

I've already spent more time blogging today than I actually have to spare, but I did get all of my grading down yesterday so I guess I...

 The generation I belong to was born into a world where those with a brain as well as a heart couldn't find any support. The destructive...

 In times like these - when I could readily understand ascetics and recluses, were I able to understand how anyone can make an effort on beh...

 One of the soul's great tragedies is to execute a work and then realize, once it's finished that it's not any good. The tragedy...

 "What I am essentially - behind the involuntary masks of poet, logical reasoner and so forth - is a dramatist. My spontaneous tendency...

 The last few months have been, obviously, more than a bit chaotic, which means that certain things ended up being pushed, unintentionally, ...