I am now of all humors that have showed themselves humors since the old days of Goodman Adam to the pupil age of this present twelve o'clock at midnight.
(1 Henry IV, 2.4.92-95)
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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.
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- "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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- Things that are awesome, Vol. 12
- Among the things I have learned this past week
- "Fie on this quiet life! I want work!"
- Down from the mountain
- Best Line of the Conference
- This popped up in my twitter feed just a few minut...
- What next?
- Sweet rose,
- Sunday Morning
- What a difference a year makes
- # 72
- An omen?
- Adventures with Students, vol. 11
- The chase
- Coming down from class
- Tightly Wound
- I hear you've got offices up there
- Smile while you can,
- Number 1000
- Soybeans & Funnel Cakes.
- "Sow the seeds you will . . .
- They are all gone . . .
- Glass is made from sand and sun and lime
- Caliban: Be not afeared.
- A Commentary on Shakespeare's The Tempest
- Watch out for the tiger--
- At last he rose, and twitch'd his Mantle blew--
- Things that are awesome, Vol. 11
- Hello, Baby.
- "In this strange labyrinth how shall I turn? / Way...
- "I'm gonna come home on my shield, or I'm not comi...
- "Can you see the real me? can ya, can ya?"
- "Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. ...
- "Fate Goes Ever as Fate Must"
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