... when I spend a night in Oxford, the keeping of the hours by the clock towers in New College, and Merton, and the great booming of Tom tolling 101 times at 9 pm at Christ Church are inextricably interwoven with memories and regrets and lost joys. The sound almost sends me mad, so intense are the feelings it evokes.
- A. N. Wilson
Oxford whispering from her towers the last enchantments of the Middle Age . . . Home of lost causes, and forsaken beliefs, and unpopular names, and impossible loyalties.
- Matthew Arnold
- A. N. Wilson
Oxford whispering from her towers the last enchantments of the Middle Age . . . Home of lost causes, and forsaken beliefs, and unpopular names, and impossible loyalties.
- Matthew Arnold
When you were a tadpole and I was a fish in the Paleozoic time,
And side by side on the ebbing tide we sprawled through the ooze and slime,
Or skittered with many a caudal flip through the depths of the Cambrian fen,
My heart was rife with the joy of life, for I loved you even then.
- Langdon Smith 'Evolution'
http://www.whoopis.com/~mbates/evolution.php ( The complete poem )
And side by side on the ebbing tide we sprawled through the ooze and slime,
Or skittered with many a caudal flip through the depths of the Cambrian fen,
My heart was rife with the joy of life, for I loved you even then.
- Langdon Smith 'Evolution'
http://www.whoopis.com/~mbates/evolution.php ( The complete poem )
When you can assume that your audience holds the same
beliefs you do, you can relax and use more normal means of talking to it; when
you have to assume that it does not, then you have to make your vision apparent
by shock - to the hard of hearing you shout, and for the almost-blind you draw
large and startling figures.
- Flannery O'Connor, Wise Blood
- Flannery O'Connor, Wise Blood