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Monday, March 28, 2011
" In the days when I still hated Christianity, I learned to recognize, like some all too familiar smell, that almost
unvarying something which met me, now in Puritan Bunyan, now in Anglican Hooker, now in Thomist Dante. It was
there ( honeyed and floral) in Francois de Sales; it was there ( grave and homely) in Spenser and Walton; it was
there ( grim but manful) in Pascal and Johnson; there again with the mild, frighting, Paradisial flavor, in Vaughan
and Boehme and Traherne. In the urban sobriety of the eighteenth century one was not safe- Law and Butler were
two lions in the path. The supposed "Paganism" of the Elizabethans could not keep it out: it lay in wait where a
man might have supposed himself safest, in the very centre of The Faerie Queen and the Arcadia. It was, of
course, varied; and yet- after all- so unmistakeably the same; recognisable, not to be evaded, the odour which is
death to us until we allow it to become life:"
I must admit that while I haven't heard of half the men that C.S. Lewis refers too, I thought that this was a beautiful, dare I say it, almost poetical way of describing the beauty to be found in old books and why it is sooo important to read them. So I guess I will go look up the men I don't know right now and figure out what they wrote and if there is a translation in English!
Friday, March 25, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
This time last year our down-stairs was rearranged to accommodate the new floor. This year we rearranged the whole house( actually about 75%) so that the carpets could be cleaned! The whole up-stairs and our family room and computer room had most of the furniture moved. The cleaners did the high traffic areas and any stains we had.
Most of my room and Jacqueline's ended up in the dining room.
This is our bathroom. That is my dresser in the back! The crates are Jacqueline's bookcase.
The sewing / school room.