feb15play, &c.

more organized | moreganized

with the | withe

stress sweat is a marketable fiction (this is no Secret)

Augie: “My entire hope is exclusively in your very great mercy. Grant what you command, and command what you will. A certain writer has said (Wisd. 8:21): ‘As I knew that no one can be continent except God grants it, and this very thing is part of wisdom, to know whose gift it is.’ By continence we are collected together (collected together by a restraint, by a withholding, by a negative?) and brought to the unity from which we disintegrated into multiplicity. He loves you less who together with you loves something which he does not love for your sake. O love, you ever burn and are never extinguished. O charity, my God, set me on fire. You command continence; grant what you command, and command what you will.”

the continent continents

chair writ electric

ferrous | fair us | we, though beautiful, contain irony