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- Donald T. Williams, PhD
- Western Thought & Culture
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- THE IMPERSONAL
- Arbitrary Happenings
- No meaning
- No Purpose
- No Truth
- No Law
- GOD
- Creation
- Meaning/Relatedness
- Purpose/Destiny
- Revealed Truth
- Law (that can be broken)
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- The One remains; the many change and pass.
- Heaven’s light forever shines; earth’s shadows fly.
- Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,
- Stains the white radiance of Eternity.
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- And I have felt
- A presence that disturbs me with the joy
- Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
- Of something far more deeply interfused
- Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns
- And the round ocean and the living air
- And the blue sky, and in the mind of man:
- A motion and a spirit that impels
- All thinking things, all objects of all thought . . .
- Wordsworth, “Tintern Abbey”
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- Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
- The soul that rises with us, our life’s star
- Hath had elsewhere its setting,
- And cometh from afar:
- Not in entire forgetfulness,
- And not in utter nakedness,
- But trailing clouds of glory do we come
- From God who is our home.
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- Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
- Shades of the prison house begin to close
- Upon the growing Boy,
- But he beholds the light, and whence it flows,
- He sees it in his joy;
- The Youth, who daily farther from the east
- Must travel, still is Nature’s priest,
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- And by the vision splendid
- Is on his way attended;
- At length the Man perceives it die away,
- And fade into the light of common day.
- - Wordsworth, “Ode on Intimations of Immortality”
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- Standing on the bare ground—my head bathed by the blithe air and
uplifted into infinite space—all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball. I am nothing. I see all. The currents of the Universal Being
circulate through me. I am part
or particle of God.
- - Emerson, “Nature”
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- “And my mother—well, she doesn’t think it’s good for me to think about
God all the time. She thinks it’s
bad for my health.”
- Nicholson was looking at him, studying him. “I believe you said on the last tape
that you were six when you first had a mystical experience. Is that right?”
- “I was six when I saw that everything was God, and my hair stood up,
and all that,”
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- Teddy said. “It was on a Sunday,
I remember. My sister was only a
very tiny child then, and she was drinking her milk, and all of a sudden
I saw that she was God and the milk was God. I mean, all she was doing was pouring
God into God, if you know what I mean.”
- Nicholson didn’t say anything.
- -Salinger, “Teddy”
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- You know only
- A heap of broken images
- I can connect
- Nothing with nothing
- These fragments I have shored against my ruins.
- -T. S. Eliot, “The Wasteland”
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- This tower was a giant, standing with its back to the plight of the
ants. It represented . . . The
serenity of nature amid the struggles of the individual. . . . She did
not seem cruel to him the, nor beneficent, nor treacherous, nor
wise. But she was indifferent,
flatly indifferent.
- --Stephen Crane, “The Open Boat”
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- When it occurs to a man that nature does not regard him as important,
and that she feels she would not maim the universe by disposing of him,
he at first wishes to throw bricks at the temple, and he hates deeply
the fact that there are no bricks and no temple.
- “The Open Boat”
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- We are the hollow men
- We are the stuffed men
- Leaning together
- Headpiece filled with straw.
Alas!
- Our dried voices, when
- We whisper together
- Are quiet and meaningless
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- . . . Meaningless
- As wind in dry grass
- Or rats’ feet over broken glass
- In our dry cellar.
- --T. S. Eliot, “The Hollow Men”
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- Mr. Smith: Dogs have fleas dogs
have fleas
- Mrs. Martin: Cactus, coccyx! Crocus! Cockaded! Cockroach!
- Mrs. Smith: Incasker, you incask
us.
- Mr. Martin I’d rather lay an egg
in a box than go and steal an ox.
- Mrs. Martin: Ah! Oh!
Ah! Oh! Let me gnash my teeth.
- Mr. Smith: Crocodile!
- Mr. Martin: Let’s go and slap
Ulysses.
- -- Ionesco, The Bald Soprano
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- Oh God comma I abhor self-consciousness.
I despise what we have come to; I loathe our loathsome loathing,
our place this time our situation, our loathsome art, this ditto
necessary story. The blank of our
lives. It’s about over. Let the denouement be soon and
unexpected, painless if possible, quick at least, above all soon. Now now! How in the world will it ever
- --Lost in the Funhouse
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- At the still point of the turning world, . . . There the dance is . .
.where past and future are gathered. . . . Except for the point, the
still point, there would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
- --Eliot, “Four Quartets”
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- Circling round and round the dancers was a ring of dwarfs, all dressed
in their finest clothes: mostly scarlet with fur-lined hoods and golden
tassels and big furry top-boots.
As they circled round they were all diligently throwing
snowballs. (Those were the white
things that Jill had seen flying through the air.) They weren’t throwing them at the
dancers as silly boys might have been doing in England. They were throwing them through the
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- dance in such perfect time with the music and with such perfect aim that
if all the dancers were in exactly the right places at exactly the right
moments, no one would be hit.
This is called the Great Snow Dance and it is done every year in
Narnia on the first moonlit night when there is snow on the ground.
- --C. S. Lewis, The Silver Chair
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- “Behind that there was something else at work, beyond any design of the
Ring-maker. I can put it no
plainer than by saying that Bilbo was meant to find the Ring, and not by
its maker. And that may be an
encouraging thought.”
- --J. R. R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
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- It was the unicorn who summed up what everyone was feeling. He stamped his right fore-hoof on the
ground and neighed and then cried:
- “I have come home at last! This
is my real country! I belong
here. This is the land I have
been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now. The reason why we loved the old Narnia
is that it sometimes looked a little like this.
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- Bree-hee-hee! Come further up,
come further in!”
- --C. S. Lewis, The Last Battle
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- THE IMPERSONAL
- Arbitrary Happenings
- No meaning
- No Purpose
- No Truth
- No Law
- GOD
- Creation
- Meaning/Relatedness
- Purpose/Destiny
- Revealed Truth
- Law (that can be broken)
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- Donald T. Williams, PhD
- Western Thought & Culture
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