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Thursday 14 June 2007 | someone left a cookie
Is in fact the title of a book, written by a professor I once considered a very close friend. Junior faculty, fresh doctorate, not that much older than I was at the time. My intended thesis advisor. Untenured. Lonely, as I was too, in the wake of the Republican. It’s an ironic title, considering that [...]
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Nor shall all thy Pythagorean and Shelleyan dietings on apple-parings, dried prunes, and crumbs of oat-meal cracker, ever fit thy body for heaven. Feed all things with food convenient for them,—that is, if the food be procurable. The food of thy soul is light and space; feed it then on light and space. But the food of thy body is champagne and oysters; feed it then on champagne and oysters; and so it shall merit a joyful resurrection, if there is any to be. Say, wouldst thou rise with a lantern jaw and a spavined knee? Rise with brawn on thee, and a most royal corporation before thee; so shalt thou in that day claim respectful attention. Know this: that while many a consumptive dietarian has but produced the merest literary flatulencies to the world; convivial authors have alike given utterance to the sublimest wisdom, and created the least gross and most etherial forms.
—Herman Melville
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