09.11.04 - 4:21 p.m. The last of the things from my apartment are in the trunk of my car and on my front porch. This weekend, I'm sorting through them, parsing them out, and shoving them into various kitchen cabinets with the thought that I'll REALLY REALLY organize the stuff later. I need to pick up some woolite to wash my stuffed animals and I need to drop one of my nice suits off at the dry cleaners. Among the things I'm sorting through and throwing away are old notebooks. In one of them, among entirely useless stuff left over from an old job, I found a list of quotes I wanted to keep. Having no use for the rest of the notebook, I'm keeping the quotes here and throwing the notebook away.
And, obviously, that's the source for the title of Confederacy of Dunces by Johnathan Kennedy Toole, one of the best books ever written. My candle burns at both ends I don't remember where I found that quote, but it strikes me as an extraordinarily important lesson, one we easily forget especially in a global multinational age. Does it change anything on a practical level? Only one's attitude, perhaps, but that, too, affects almost ever functional thing we do.
...and that was as far as I managed to get.
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I am not a Marxist.
-- Karl Marx Dei remi facemmo ali al fol volo. -- Dante Inferno XXVI.125 Intelligent Life Apollos Azra'il Cody Migali The Psycho Salam Pax Silver Wolf she feeds the wound within her veins; she is eaten by a secret flame. -- Virgil, Aeneid, IV By your stumbling, the world is perfected. -- Sri Aurobindo |