Sunday, September 7, 2008

James Childs paintings

James Childs paintings
John Singleton Copley paintings
Joaquin Sorolla y Bastida paintings
debate. "The day I touch you, you'll have plenty to holler about."
Some of the students then fell to arguing whether the forcible expulsion of violent elements from their ranks would violate the principle of non-violence; others, whether nonviolence as a means had not become an end in itself with them, and thus a contradiction of its own premise that ends never justified means. The dispute was heated but peaceful; no agreement was reached.
"Hey, look," someone interrupted: "it's the GILES! Let's go limp over there and ask Him."
It seemed that my lynching and detention, so far from shaking their confidence in me, had redoubled it. In fact (as I observed when they flopped around The Living Sakhyan's elm), I was now as much their hero as He -- perhaps more so, considering their emulation. Beards they'd had before, but now they all wore sandals like mine and fleecy coats -- sheepskin, admittedly, and cut too short to be worn without trousers, but the closest they could come to a mohair wrapper. What's more, they leaned upon their staves as upon

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