In writing and thinking about the first and last things, it’s often the turn of phrase that lingers.
And so Leonard Cohen on the saint: “He rides the drifts like an escaped ski.”
T. S. Eliot on Mary: “the hint half guessed, the gift half understood.”
Nathan Schneider on the real reason for faith among male philosophers: “the whispers of their mothers.”
Flannery O’Connor on writing religiously: “you can do whatever you can get away with, but nobody has ever gotten away with much.”
James Merrill on a breakup: “Love buries itself in me, up to the hilt.”
Or a tweet from the frontlines of a civil rights movement: “Husband and husband….in Utah. :)”
The most popular post of the weekend was A&E Cannot Bear Very Much Reality, followed by my essay on the meaning of Pope Francis: Untier of Knots.
See you in the morning.
(Photo by Jonas Bengtsson)
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