"Keeing busy" is the remedy for all the ills in America. It's also the means by which the creative impulse is destroyed. - Joyce Carol Oates

Paradox: how do we know what we have failed to see because we have no language to express it, thus we cannot know that we have failed to see it.

Running! If there's any activity happier, more exhilarating, more nourishing to the imagination, I can't think of what it might be. In running the mind flees with the body, the mysterious efflorescence of language seems to pulse in the brain, in rhythm with our feet and the swinging of our arms.

At a time when politics deals in distortions and half truths, truth is to be found in the liberal arts. There's something afoot in this country and you are very much a part of it.