In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an indomitable summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.
- Albert Camus, The Stranger
Glory to God in the Lowest
The spout of the stars in spate—
Where the thunderbolt thinks to be slowest
And the lightning fears to be late:
As men dive for a sunken gem
Pursuing, we hunt and hound it,
The fallen star that has found it
In the cavern of Bethlehem.
A light shines in the darkness… and the darkness is screwed.
Minnesota, I will never be able to quit you.
Your pervasive belief in your own radness is part of the job. It is, in fact, the battery to the whole shebang.