‘Strange, when you come to think of it, that of all the countless folk who have lived before our time on this planet not one is known in history or in legend as having died of laughter.”
Novels and Novellas and Tomes, Oh My! Countercraft
Sanctimony Literature Liberties
PETER LORRE AND SYDNEY GREENSTREET: FILM NOIR’S GREATEST ODD COUPLE Crime Reads. A fun read for anyone as fond as I am of Greenstreet, Lorre, Eric Ambler, and Istanbul.
REBEL REGIONS New Left Review
With Great Demographics Comes Great Power Foreign Affairs. An insane argument, when one considers that the best way to minimise one’s carbon footprint is to have fewer children.
An Example of the Importance of Signage: When U.S. Drivers Don’t Know How to Use a Roundabout Core77 Ahem, “traffic circle” or “rotary”.
Ruthless and Truthless London Review of Books On modern politics.
When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.
Ernest Hemingway is known for his spare, “masculine” prose, and for his war novels: "A Farewell to Arms," from which this quote is taken, takes place during World War I. So his use here of the words “serve” and “sacrifice” is intentional. The line is taken from a conversation between American paramedic Lieutenant Frederic Henry and an Italian priest. The priest has asked Frederic whether he loves God; Frederic has replied, “I am afraid of him in the night sometimes.” “You should love Him,” the priest tells him, to which Frederic says, perhaps morosely, “I don’t love much.” The priest disagrees, illustrating the degree of Frederic’s love with the description above. In these ways, the priest — and perhaps Hemingway himself — seems to say, loving well is akin to serving one’s country. To love well is to be selfless.