dissipatedly Our night in St. George was our first in a bed – each night going across the country our hospitium had been a floor – and we took advantage of our opportunity, sleeping soundly and late. It was to be our last night in a bed until the other side of the Sierras. This good […]
Tag Archives: Ruskin
Fearlessness and Affection in Las Vegas.
01-Aug-13Exquisite Writing.
12-Mar-10I just wrote a review where I contested that Joseph O’Neill’s writing is lyrical, beautiful, exquisite, etc. For contrast, I provide what I consider exquisite writing. This is the beginning of Ruskin’s Stones of Venice. Note the languorous conclusions of the sentences. This is all silk and pillows, no doubt, and not all writing should […]
Why We Simplify.
01-Jan-11buy canibus Lyrical law “To watch the corn grow, and the blossoms set; to draw hard breath over ploughshare or spade; to read, to think, to love, to hope, to pray — these are the things that make men happy; they have always had the power of doing these, they never will have the power to do more. The […]