I had just finished reading The Day of the Locust when this piece was brought to my attention, and I was like, "How do you create art in the system, the way it is?" Looking around the studio film landscape, there are all of these great superhero movies, which is fantastic, especially for my kids, but it's hard to find real art house films in the studio system, these days.
I know not a better rule of reading the Scripture, than to read it through from beginning to end and when we have finished it once, to begin it again. We shall meet with many passages which we can make little improvement of, but not so many in the second reading as in the first, and fewer in the third than in the second: provided we pray to him who has the keys to open our understandings, and to anoint our eyes with His spiritual ointment.
Maybe I'd never see him again. . . maybe he'd gone for good. . . swallowed up, body and soul, in the kind of stories you hear about. . . Ah, it's an awful thing. . . and being young doesn't help any. . . when you notice for the first time. . . the way you lose people as you go along. . . the buddies you'll never see again. . . never again. . . when you notice that they've disappeared like dreams. . . that it's all over. . . finished. . . that you too will get lost someday. . . a long way off but inevitably. . . in the awful torrent of things and people. . . of the days and shapes. . . that pass. . . that never stop.