Showing posts with label musings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musings. Show all posts

Monday, January 21, 2013

I Don't Know Things

I don't pretend to understand very many things or know anything at all.  But I know this is a good sentiment and I think it's lovely.  From A Wrinkle in Time:


"In your language you have a form of poetry called the sonnet.  It is a very strict form of poetry, is it not?"

"Yes."

"There are fourteen lines, I believe, all in iambic pentameter.  That's a very strict rhythm or meter, yes?" 

"Yes."

"And each line has to end with a rigid rhyme pattern.  And if the poet does not do it exactly this way it is not a sonnet, is it?" 

"No."

"But within this strict form the poet has complete freedom to say whatever he wants, doesn't he?"

"Yes."

"So."

"So what?"

"Oh, do not be stupid, boy! You know perfectly well what I am driving at!"

"You mean you're comparing our lives to a sonnet?  A strict form, but freedom within it?"

"Yes.  You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself.  What you say is completely up to you."

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Three Random Thoughts

These are just some things I have discovered. They are silly and inconsequential. Enjoy.

1. The first day I was sick a couple weeks ago, I woke up and brushed my teeth as usual (I hadn't decided yet that I wasn't going to class). Then I got out my contact case and went to put in my right contact. Unfortunately, I still had a little bit of toothpaste foam on my right finger which then got onto my contact and into my eye. Cue the pain. That solidified my decision not to go to class.
2. Another contact story. A couple mornings ago I got up and opened my contact case....and proceeded to dump both of my contacts right down the sink. I was tired and somehow confused the morning put in the contacts routine with the night dump out the old solution and take out the contacts routine. Good thing it was about time for a new pair anyways.

3. You know that one spot that is impossibly hard to scratch on your own back? The one kind of between your shoulder blades but down a little bit? Try putting a band-aid there. It is completely and utterly impossible.



I put this picture here because I think that blog posts with pictures are more accesible (I'm not sure that's the right word). It's a random picture I found, don't think I'm emo and went hunting for it or anything.