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Gardener

#1710
November 15, 2017, 09:20:07 AM
Miles -- how on earth do you find the time to read so much? Are you popping Adderall like crazy or something? do you sleep?
"If anyone does not wish to have Mary Immaculate for his Mother, he will not have Christ for his Brother." - St. Maximilian Kolbe

maryslittlegarden

#1711
November 15, 2017, 09:30:58 AM
Sleep is overrated when it comes to books.
For a Child is born to us, and a son is given to us, and the government is upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called, Wonderful, Counsellor, God the Mighty, the Father of the world to come, the Prince of Peace

Lumen Christi

#1712
November 15, 2017, 11:15:33 AM
Back to The Everlasting Man.

MilesChristi

#1713
November 15, 2017, 03:28:15 PM
Quote from: Gardener on November 15, 2017, 09:20:07 AM
Miles -- how on earth do you find the time to read so much? Are you popping Adderall like crazy or something? do you sleep?

Well, I'm looking for work, and nothing is biting. If things go well with an interview I had two weeks ago, I should have little time to read further.
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

martin88nyc

#1714
November 15, 2017, 08:16:09 PM
Finally got my hands on Father Brown mystery stories.
"These things I have spoken to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you shall have distress: but have confidence, I have overcome the world." John 16:33

MilesChristi

#1715
November 17, 2017, 05:03:36 PM
The Madness of Herakles
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

MilesChristi

#1716
November 19, 2017, 10:01:37 AM
The Phoenician Maidens
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

ÆneasQuébécois

#1717
November 19, 2017, 11:13:08 AM
The Problem of Pain, by C.S. Lewis
"True evangelical faith...cannot lay dormant; but manifests itself in all righteousness and works of love; it...clothes the naked; feeds the hungry; consoles the afflicted; shelters the miserable; aids and consoles all the oppressed; returns good for evil; serves those that injure it; prays for those that persecute it." ~ Menno Simons

The Curt Jester

#1718
November 19, 2017, 05:33:03 PM
I am about to begin Maigret and the Hundred Gibbets by Georges Simenon
The royal feast was done; the King
Sought some new sport to banish care,
And to his jester cried: "Sir Fool,
Kneel now, and make for us a prayer!"

The jester doffed his cap and bells,
And stood the mocking court before;
They could not see the bitter smile
Behind the painted grin he wore.

He bowed his head, and bent his knee
Upon the Monarch's silken stool;
His pleading voice arose: "O Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!"

maryslittlegarden

#1719
November 20, 2017, 05:48:49 AM
Ivanhoe
For a Child is born to us, and a son is given to us, and the government is upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called, Wonderful, Counsellor, God the Mighty, the Father of the world to come, the Prince of Peace

Hannelore

#1720
November 20, 2017, 11:25:14 AM
My Lord and my God.

Bonaventure

#1721
November 20, 2017, 11:38:15 AM
Inside the Housing Crash by Aaron Clarey
"If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me."

maryslittlegarden

#1722
November 20, 2017, 11:54:36 AM
For a Child is born to us, and a son is given to us, and the government is upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called, Wonderful, Counsellor, God the Mighty, the Father of the world to come, the Prince of Peace

MilesChristi

#1723
November 20, 2017, 07:05:30 PM
Orestes
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

ÆneasQuébécois

#1724
November 21, 2017, 07:48:24 AM
Back to Leviathan by Thomas Hobbes. Only have a few more chapters to go in this one.
"True evangelical faith...cannot lay dormant; but manifests itself in all righteousness and works of love; it...clothes the naked; feeds the hungry; consoles the afflicted; shelters the miserable; aids and consoles all the oppressed; returns good for evil; serves those that injure it; prays for those that persecute it." ~ Menno Simons
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