Huey Hanft

“To imagine that I was pleased would have been an understatement, if I was a dog, my tail would be wagging my arse off.”
― Gary Edward Gedall, Sun and Rain

“repression of white ethnic groups; again, most textbooks blame the people,”
― James W. Loewen, Lies My Teacher Told Me: Everything Your American History Textbook Got Wrong

“I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning.
The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry,
The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy
Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony
Of death and birth.”
― T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

“No one knows, incidentally, why Australia's spiders are so extravagantly toxic; capturing small insects and injecting them with enough poison to drop a horse would appear to be the most literal case of overkill. Still, it does mean that everyone gives them lots of space.”
― Bill Bryson, In a Sunburned Country