17 September 2009 -
10:09 p.m.
Could You Repeat That? XCVI
Favorite Lines of Recent Reads The Apology, Plato (Benjamin Jowett, translator)
...the state is a great and noble steed who is tardy in his motions owing to his very size, and requires to be stirred into life. The Clouds, Aristophanes
JUST DISCOURSE Shameless as you may be, will you dare to show your face to the spectators?
UNJUST DISCOURSE Take me where you will. I seek a throng, so that I may the better annihilate you. Hunting Ground, Patricia Briggs
When she was finished, she cleaned the bottoms of her shoes. They were leather and only a couple of weeks old, and the blood hadn’t been on them long. Mostly they wiped clean. "C" is for Corpse, Sue Grafton
I've never worked for a dead man before and I hope I won't have to do it again. The Fire King, Marjorie Liu
Limited options, and no time. Soria went looking for a whorehouse. Yellow Face, David Henry Hwang
DHH. I was an Asian American role model back when you were still a Caucasian! Sailing the Wine-Dark Sea, Thomas Cahill
And its expression in notes high and low, in measures quick and slow—whether in Homer's lost utopias of Troy and Ithaca or in Sappho's plangently expressed desire for youth and regret over age, whether in Socrates's earnest aspiration to "shuffle off this mortal coil" and ascend to the World of the Forms or in the molded pathos of the kouroi—is Greece's most complex and valuable gift to the Western tradition. Riding the Storm, Sydney Croft
He saw understanding, but that had to be a trick of the light. Unleashing the Storm, Sydney Croft
And then she fled, just like he said she always did. Seduced by the Storm, Sydney Croft
Eyes watering, she stroked his hair, his back, doing what she could to comfort him, and wishing she’d killed Troy in Greece, because this caring for people crap really sucked.
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