Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
12.14.2006
In Which Piers Shuts Off the Computer for a While
Tomorrow, Piers and family leave for the Grand Christmas Tour. The semester is over, so grade complaints can now start. What a good time to leave town!
"I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
1 comment:
Have a good time, and be safe. At least the "Grand Tour" aspect of the trip isn't quite so epic now that you're in Martin.
What are y'all doing MLK weekend...?
BTW, loved the picture of the Little Boy.
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