all the delusions

My favorite sentences from A River Runs Through It by Norman Maclean: +++ The canyon was glorified by rhythms and colors. +++ My brother’s wet shirt made it easy to see his strength. +++ Rhythm was just as important as color and just as complicated. +++ His wet shirt bulged and came unbuttoned with his pivoting shoulder and hips. +++ Ranchers holding their intestines in their hands would ride in from the back country looking for “the RN” to sew them together again. +++ I was glad I didn’t have to drive — I had too many other things to…

a brittle crazy glass

+++ THE WINDOWS by George Herbert LORD, how can man preach thy eternal word?        He is a brittle crazy glass:Yet in thy temple thou dost him afford        This glorious and transcendent place,        To be a window, through thy grace. But when thou dost anneal in glass thy story,        Making thy life to shine withinThe holy Preachers, then the light and glory        More rev’rend grows, and more doth win;        Which else shows watrish, bleak, and thin. Doctrine and life, colours and light, in…