When I was a child, I spake as a child,
I understood as a child, I thought as a child:
but when I became a man, I put away
childish things. For now we see through a
glass, darkly; but then face to face: now
I know in part; but then shall I know even
as also I am known.
Corinthians 13:11
It happens that, once every three or four months, I stumble upon some paradigm that I lost without even noticing. It’s as if we have all of the intangible things we hold dear in our overflowing arms, juggling all of these memories and morals and straining to keep them all in the air and trying not to stumble… and we lose one, and we don’t even notice.
posted by Anacryon at 3:41 PM
Anacryon of Io (born ca. 570 BC): one of the Nine Greek lyric poets, notable for his drinking songs and hymns.About Me
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