A Womanly Inconvenience

...she had transferred the weight of unexpended affection, which is one of a woman's greatest inconveniences, to Miss Alice.

~ descrip of Mrs. Watson in The Means of Escape by Penelope Fitzgerald

The Day Before Payday

Worry About Money

Wearing worry about money like a hair shirt
I lie down in my bed and wrestle with my angel.

My bank-manager could not sanction my continuance for another day
But life itself wakes me each morning, and love

Urges me to give although I have no money
In the bank at this moment, and ought properly

To cease to exist in a world where poverty
Is a shameful and ridiculous offence.

Having no one to advise me, I open the Bible
And shut my eyes and put my finger on a text

And read that the widow with the young son
Must give first to the prophetic genius
From the little there is in the bin of flour and the cruse of oil.

~ Kathleen Raine

image from www.defunker.com. Buy a t-shirt, already!

Ev's Scarf

I made this scarf for my 2-year old niece.










Easy, lacey looking pattern for a girl infatuated with princesses. As we all should be.

Up To Here With Cool

“Look! I’m up to here with cool, okay?! I am so amazingly cool you could keep a side of meat in me for a month; I am so hip I have difficulty seeing over my pelvis!”

~Zaphod Beeblebrox, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

From Russia With Love

“Well, but you, Lev Nikolayevich; you preach—but how about practice? People always put it to me and always triumphantly shut my mouth with it. You preach, but how do you live? And I reply that I do not preach and cannot preach, though I passionately desire to do so. I could only preach by deeds; and my deeds are bad. What I say is not a sermon but only a refutation of the false understanding of the Christian teaching and explanation of its real meaning…. Blame me—I do that myself—but blame me and not the path I tread, and show to those who ask me where in my opinion the road lies! If I know the road home and go along it drunk, staggering from side to side—does that make the road along which I go the wrong one?”

Leo Tolstoy
from the forward of Where love is, there God is also; compiled by Lawrence Jordan

Perhaps You Should Look At Your Tag

Hipster girl: Post-hipster is like post-irony, you're being ironic about irony.

Hipster guy #1: Wait, so you can be a hipster and hate hipsters at the same time?

Hipster guy #2: I am so post-hipster!

--Charleston Bar, Williamsburg

www.overheardinnewyork.com

It dropped so low in my regard

It dropped so low in my regard
I heard it hit the ground,
And go to pieces on the stones
At bottom of my mind;

Yet blamed the fate that fractured, less
Than I reviled myself
For entertaining plated wares
Upon my silver shelf.

Emily Dickinson

Poemical

Myself Unholy
Gerard Manley Hopkins

Myself unholy, from myself unholy
To the sweet living of my friends I look
Eye-greeting doves bright-counter to the rook,
Fresh brooks to salt sand-teasing waters shoaly:
And they are purer, but alas! not solely
The unquestion'd readings of a blotless book.
And so my trust, confused, struck, and shook
Yields to the sultry siege of melancholy.
He has sin of mine, he its near brother;
Knowing them well I can but see the fall.
This fault in one I found, that in another:
And so, though each have one while I have all,
No better serves me now, save best; no other
Save Christ: to Christ I look, on Christ I call.