We have what we believe to be interminable well-being. But it is only a belief. As always, we will find out later whether we were actually well-off. And for how long.
Godfrey Daniel, Inspecting the Time Domain.
Sometimes, we must simply feel our dishonesty. We know it’s there, but we cannot delineate it.
Enos Slaughter, Speaking Out of the Ground.
…the four odes, the three of them and Alleline, four and twenty blackbirds, the three dimensions, a baker’s dozen, the seven long years,….
Baldwin Tavinger, Toward a Rhetoric of Number.
The 21st century mortgage crisis was like the Tulip Mania, only without the restraint and level-headedness.
Jason Somerset, The Economic Properties of Bubbles.
“Accepting” is judging something or someone to be “acceptable”. You are not escaping judgment; you are engaging in a particular form of it.
Hecuba Gathers, A Purely Physical World.
Concerning our ongoing adoration of the sex-obsessed, we are so thoroughly ridiculous that we don’t merit the effort that would be entailed by parody.
Roderick Hewes, Introduction to the World of Light.
high grimes and mussed demeanors
Andrew Tertullian, Pandora’s Ponderous Puns.
Self-absorption precludes self-scrutiny. And that is the key to “postmodern” culture.
Ellison Malmo, The Hermeneutics of Leveling.
“I’ve never known anyone who reminded me more of Sal Mineo.” Sondra puzzled over Tom’s odd claim. Was it a compliment to Andrew? Or just more mockery?
Gladys Huizinga, Hard-Luck Dennis.
In a world overflowing with words, the propositions of postmodernism make sense. Or some of them do. But that “world of words” is a mere artifact. It depends completely on the ongoing status of a material well-being heretofore unimaginable (even fifty years ago). And when that well-being cracks, then what?
Hill Boothby, Essays on Disappointment Management.
