And I have known the eyes already, known them all - The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Then how should I begin To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways? And how should I presume?
— T.S. Elliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
<p>John Sanidopoulos: This weblog offers insights and analysis on various matters of life and thought from a 21st century Orthodox Christian perspective, among other things.</p>
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