American Consequences - February 2019



Feelings, nothing more than feelings Trying to forget my feelings... Morris Albert, “Feelings,” #6 Billboard Hot 100, 1975 In the general mess of imprecision of feeling, Undisciplined squads of emotion. T. S. Eliot, “Four Quartets” He is a good and a great man: but he forgets, pitilessly, the feelings and claims of little people, in pursuit of his own large views. It is better,

Envy’s face was sickly pale, her whole body lean and wasted... Only the sight of WYǺIVMRKGSYPHFVMRKEWQMPIXSLIVPMTWLI never knew the comfort of sleep, but was kept constantly awake by care and anxiety, looked with dismay on men’s good fortune, and grew thin at the sight. Gnawing on others, and being gnawed, she was herself her own torment. Ovid, Metamorphoses #22 No matter what happens, somebody [MPPǻRHE[E]XSXEOIMXXSSWIVMSYWP] Dave Barry, “25 Things I have Learned in 50 Years,” Dave Barry Turns 50 There’s a blush for won’t, and a blush for shan’t, And a blush for having done it: There’s a blush for thought, anda blush for naught, And a blush for just begun it. John Keats, “Sharing Eve’s Apple” We know nothing of tomorrow, our business is to be good and happy today. Sydney Smith, A Memoir of the Rev. Sydney Smith By His Daughter Lady Holland The market can stay irrational longer than you can stay solvent. Attributed to John Maynard Keynes Intellect is to emotion as our clothes are to our FSHMIW [IGSYPHRSXZIV][IPPLEZIGMZMPM^IH life without clothes, but we would be in a poor way if we had only clothes without bodies. Alfred NorthWhitehead, Dialogues

XLIVIJSVIJSVXLIMRWMKRMǻGERXXS keep out of his way; lest, in his progress, he should trample them down. Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre

No war can be fought without someone’s feelings being hurt. C. S. Forester, Commodore Hornblower Flaubert liked tinsel better than silver because tinsel possessed all silver’s attributes plus one in addition – pathos. Clive James, At the Pillars of Hercules &PPXLMRKWMRREXYVIEVIWEH[LIRSYVI]IW rest too closely upon them. Maurice Maeterlinck, The Life of the Bee

The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; but the heart of fools is in the

house of mirth. Ecclesiastes 7:4


February 2019

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