· Quotes of the week

“A restaurant is a fantasy-a kind of living fantasy in which diners are the most important members of the cast.”
Warner LeRoy

“It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishment the scroll. I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul.”
William Ernest Henley

Never lose sight of the fact that old age needs so little but needs that little so much.

Margaret Willour, one of the first female agents for New York Life, and a woman who broke new ground in a traditionally male field.

· Websites of the week

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Adorable Things My Puppy Has Said About The Current Revolutionary Fervor In The Middle East

The Asylum for Persons Deprived of the Use of Their Reason

· The culmination of millennia of scientific endeavor

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· Poem of the Week

Conversation’s Afterplay

by Donald Hall

                     At dinner our first night
           I looked at you, your bright green eyes,
                             In candlelight.
           We laughed and told the hundred stories,
           Kissed, and caressed, and went to bed.
           "Shh, shh," you said,
"I want to put my legs around your head."
                                              Green eyes, green eyes.

                     At dawn we sat with coffee
           And smoked another cigarette
                             As quietly
           Companionship and eros met
           In conversation's afterplay,
                            On our first day.
Late for the work you love, you drove away.
                                              Green eyes, green eyes.