Sublime

provincial

a Coming of Age story, or Bildungsroman, or maybe a Rags to Riches story—but

The limitation to Weil’s imagination is, paradoxically, its seeming limitlessness. Her ability to plumb the human condition runs so deep that it risks losing those of us who remain near the surface of things.

Finally, overwhelming numbers of human beings, including millions of government-hating Americans, need to accept high taxes and severe curtailment of their familiar lifestyles without revolting. They must accept the reality of climate change and have faith in the extreme measures taken to combat it. They can’t dismiss news they dislike as fake. The

In a sense, I’d asked for it, by implying that the establishment is committed, in its own way, to denial of climate reality.

But nothing disturbs the feeling of specialness like the presence of other human beings feeling identically special.

“The prodijal son returns,”

sadness as the consequence of too much plenty:

he’s as generous and eager as weeds.