by Charles Norman | May 14, 2019 | Song of the Day
Sometimes he awoke in the morning and felt nothing; his soul leaped, for he thought he was free; he loved no longer; but in a little while, as he grew wide awake, the pain settled in his heart, and he knew that he was not cured yet. — W. Somerset Maugham, Of...
by Charles Norman | May 11, 2019 | Off the Wall
Facebook makes me nervous. I used Facebook for a while, and then I stopped using it. And when I started using it again, they had made a few updates. And, since then, I’ve always had the feeling that I’m doing something wrong. I have these two Facebook...
by Charles Norman | May 10, 2019 | Song of the Day
When I get up in the morning, I go right back to bed again. I feel best in the evening the moment I put out the light and pull the feather-bed over my head. — from Either/Or: A Fragment of Life, by Søren Kierkegaard Søren Kierkegaard, a man who believed that the...
by Charles Norman | May 9, 2019 | Song of the Day
This week the universe was gifted with a new Royal Baby. The kid is seventh in line of succession to the British throne. Which means that, if the Black Death makes a comeback and wipes out the six winners in front of him, or if he goes Old School on us and poisons...
by Charles Norman | May 8, 2019 | Song of the Day
The squatting tenant men nodded and wondered and drew figures in the dust, and yes, they knew, God knows. If the dust only wouldnʼt fly. If the top would only stay on the soil, it might not be so bad. — from Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. ‘Little Bit...
