October 21, 2004
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A Date Which Will
Live in
InfamyLog24.net Sunday,
December 7, 2003Annals of Education:
Eyes on the
PrizeDialogue from
“Good Will Hunting” –Will: He used to just put a belt,
a stick, and a
wrench
on the kitchen table
and say, “Choose.”
Sean: Gotta go with the belt, there.
Will: I used to go with the
wrench.
Today’s saint’s day:
St. UrsulaToday’s birthday:
Ursula K. Le Guin
Today’s Scripture:
Zen and the
Art
of Motorcycle Maintenance
“Then, on impulse, Phædrus went over to his bookshelf and picked
out a small, blue, cardboard-bound book. He’d hand-copied this book and bound it
himself years before, when he couldn’t find a copy for sale anywhere. It was the
2,400-year-old Tao Te Ching of Lao Tzu. He began to read….Phædrus read on through line after line, verse after verse of
this, watched them match, fit, slip into place. Exactly. This was what he meant.
This was what he’d been saying all along, only poorly, mechanistically. There
was nothing vague or inexact about this book. It was as precise and definite as
it could be. It was what he had been saying, only in a different language with
different roots and origins. He was from another valley seeing what was in this
valley, not now as a story told by strangers but as a part of the valley he was
from. He was seeing it all.He had broken the code.
He read on. Line after line. Page after page. Not a discrepancy.
What he had been talking about all the time as Quality was here the Tao, the
great central generating force of all religions, Oriental and Occidental, past
and present, all knowledge, everything.”
Comments (3)
indeed. very few are so fortunate.
i found your site very randomly. i really like the fact that you dont talk about every little boring detail of your day like most of the people on this thing do. i dont want to give the wrong impression or anything but its nice to see that you have filled your site with things that other people dont have. p.s.- good will hunting is such a good movie.
It’s been too long since I’ve read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, so I’d forgotten this line. It was, however, one of my favorite modern novels.
After spending the summer studing the Taeteching, perhaps it’s time I re-read this modern classic.