Transfiguration Sunday

‘We mean all sorts of things, I know, by Beauty. But the essential advantage for a poet is not to have a beautiful world with which to deal. It is to be able to see beneath both beauty and ugliness; to see the boredom, and the horror, and the glory.’
- T.S. Eliot
‘Something beautiful [...]

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Twentieth Sunday after Pentecost

‘…[L]ook around you on the Metro; seated or standing, every single person has a finger in some orifice of his face – in the ear, in the mouth, in the nose; no one feels he’s being observed, and everyone dreams of writing a book to tell about his unique and inimitable self, which is picking [...]

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Twelfth Sunday after Pentecost

‘There exists in our society a widespread fear of judging … [B]ehind the unwillingness to judge lurks the suspicion that no one is a free agent, and hence the doubt that anyone is responsible or could be expected to answer for what he has done … Who am I to judge? actually means We’re all [...]

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