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Ohhh, the morality!
This morning before work, I sat in bed with my morning coffee and read through a lecture on Pilgrim’s Progress which confirmed for me some initial thoughts I had upon reading Bunyan’s book – one of the most influential and popular works of literature… Continue Reading “Ohhh, the morality!”
Irreducible existence.
I’m afraid that my post on Descartes’ Discourse on the Method of Rightly Conducting One’s Reason and of Seeking Truth in the Sciences (1637) is going to be a bit tangential. And perhaps a bit of a cheat, because I want to focus entirely… Continue Reading “Irreducible existence.”
Two-faced Folly
It’s interesting how our attitude towards a work shapes our understanding of it. Last month, I picked up In Praise of Folly (Erasmus, 1509) in a desultory way, read it quickly and took no pleasure from it. But after hearing a classmate sing its… Continue Reading “Two-faced Folly”
Autumn in the ‘hood
There’s snow on the North Shore mountains this morning, but down here in East Van it’s still glorious autumn colours. I love these bright fall days we’ve been having!
Revealing possibility.
Near the end of the 14th century, a young woman of thirty experienced a near-fatal illness – one she had prayed for over some time in order that she might know the suffering of Christ. In fact, she had wished for death so that… Continue Reading “Revealing possibility.”
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