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.
1.29.2008
"Fishing for Purpose"
I used to read Erin O'Connor's blog faithfully, until she shut it down. Here, she has some interesting stuff to say about why the humanities matter and why certain recent arguments (by a very prominent "English" professor) don't hold much water.
"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."
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