skip to main |
skip to sidebar
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.
About Me
- Piers
- West Tennessee, United States
- "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."
Blog Archive
-
▼
2009
(374)
-
▼
April
(24)
- Things that are awesome, Vol. 3
- the question for the day
- fighting. fighting? fighting!
- This Weekend's Activity
- "Bottom Dog Always Wins"
- 111H, 112H
- chalk
- galing na galing
- An Observation
- 9.908
- Things that are awesome, Vol. 2
- plunge
- Aw, pshaw.
- Things that are awesome, Vol. 1
- Some Friendly Advice
- Breathe, Listen
- Easter
- Haulin'
- Laughter
- To be obnoxious for just a minute
- The Wind Blows Where it Will
- Sunshine
- Looking
- Just a little catching up
-
▼
April
(24)
Followers
Books
1 comment:
precious.
Post a Comment