The last series I kept updated petered out, so I'm starting a new one. Thinking of naming it "Everyday Sox" for reasons that should not be at all clear to anyone but me. It's a place to put not just "Great Lines" (see HERE for more of those) but also poetic asides I run across, little mementos of writing I see, or other things that I come across that are poignant and deserve being remembered.
This first one is from a book I am reading currently. No, . . . not a Dick Francis book. This is a non-fiction History book I'm slowly wading through, not a novel I blaze through like a runaway horse. I was a double major in college . . . English and History. Every now and then I have to feed that side of my psyche.


