Monday Morning Wake-Up Call

2/24/41. We must think of ourselves as a fertile land on which to draw. And if we do not, we grow rotten, like an unmilked cow. And if we leave something unexploited it dies within us wasted. But to tax one’s powers always at their maximum potentiality—this is the only way to live at all, in the proper sense of the word.

Patricia Highsmith, “Patricia Highsmith: Her Diaries and Notebooks: 1941-1995.″ Anna von Planta (Editor). (Liveright, November 16, 2021)


Notes:

We’re on “The Road”.

manilla-storm-garbage-pollution

A man collects recyclable materials from floating garbage washed into Manila after Tropical Storm Nida dumped 12 inches of rain on the Philippines.


Notes:

  • Title Credit Reference to “The Road“: “Cormac McCarthy’s tenth novel, The Road, is his most harrowing yet deeply personal work. Some unnamed catastrophe has scourged the world to a burnt-out cinder, inhabited by the last remnants of mankind and a very few surviving dogs and fungi. The sky is perpetually shrouded by dust and toxic particulates; the seasons are merely varied intensities of cold and dampness. Bands of cannibals roam the roads and inhabit what few dwellings remain intact in the woods.” (Quote Source: CormacMcCarthy.com. Find Book: Amazon.com. Find Movie Trailer: The Road)
  • Photo – wsj.com photo of the day by Ted Aljibe / Agency France – Presse / Getty images.

 

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