And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team... From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic. Not a mouse Shall disturb this hallowed house.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The purpose of ritual for men is to learn the rules of power and competition. Watching sports together, for example, they see the ...formal enactment of ritual, become loyal to a team, learn to conceal their vulnerability. The purpose of ritual for women (going to lunch together, sharing a favorite salon, etc.) is to learn how to make human connections. They are often more intimate and vulnerable with one another than they are with their men, and taking care of other women teaches them to take care of themselves. In these formal ways, men and women domesticate their emotional lives. But their strategies are different, their biological itineraries are different. His sperm needs to travel, her egg needs to settle down. It's astonishing that they survive happily at all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Traditionally in American society, men have been trained for both competition and teamwork through sports, while women have been r...eared to merge their welfare with that of the family, with fewer opportunities for either independence or other team identifications, and fewer challenges to direct competition. In effect, women have been circumscribed within that unit where the benefit of one is most easily believed to be the benefit of all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Alas, human vices, however horrible one might imagine them to be, contain the proof (were it only in their infinite expansion) of ...man's longing for the infinite; but it is a longing that often takes the wrong route.... It is my belief that the reason behind all culpable excesses lies in this depravation of the sense of the infinite.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Everytime I say "sure" when I mean "no," everytime I smile brightly when I'm exploding with rage, every time I imagine my man's ac...hievement is my own, I know the cheerleader never really died. I feel her shaking her ass inside me and I hear her breathless, girlish voice mutter "T-E-A-M, Yea, Team."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Common sense always speaks too late. Common sense is the guy who tells you you ought to have had your brakes relined last week bef...ore you smashed a front end this week. Common sense is the Monday morning quarterback who could have won the ball game if he had been on the team. But he never is. He's high up in the stands with a flask on his hip. Common sense is the little man in a grey suit who never makes a mistake in addition. But it's always somebody else's money he's adding up.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Dull sublunary lovers' love, Whose soul is sense, cannot admit... Absence, because it doth remove Those things which elemented it.
But we by a love so much refined That our selves know not what it is, Interassured of the mind, Careless eyes, lips, and hands to miss.
Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »