WISDOM OF THE WEEK:
"Never let the future disturb you. You will meet it, if you have to, with the same weapons of reason which today arm you against the present."
-Marcus Aurelius
WORD OF THE DAY:
fulgent
SONG OF THE DAY:
POEM OF THE WEEK:
Nights
There’s nothing that I really want:
The stars tonight are rich and cold
Above my house that vaguely broods
Upon a path soon lost in dark.
My dinner plate is chipped all round
(It tells me that I’ve changed a lot);
My glass is cracked all down one side
(It shows there is a path for me).
My hands—I rest my head on them.
My eyes—I rest my mind on them.
There’s nothing that I really need
Before I set out on that path.
—Kevin HartWHAT YOUR LIBRARIAN IS READING:
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