Walking with John Cage
by John WilsonWalking on Thin Air is a splendid book about the simple joys of life like reading, writing, and walking. Continue Reading »
Walking on Thin Air is a splendid book about the simple joys of life like reading, writing, and walking. Continue Reading »
Marlene Dietrich's life is a parable about growing old and being famous. Continue Reading »
Joe Mahoney, like so many other good men, believed in, and fought for, and sustained by the witness of his life his country’s best ideals. Continue Reading »
Confronting euthanasia, S. Kay Toombs re-imagines death in the context of Christian covenantal community. Continue Reading »
Planning ahead with an eye toward potential catastrophe is a much-needed antidote to both despair and the presentism bedeviling much of our public discourse. Continue Reading »
Human mortality has always fascinated the greatest creative minds—from Homer declaiming on the slayings of Patroclus and Hector, to Sigmund Freud speculating on death drives. Roger Scruton even locates the significance of artistic endeavor in the fact that we understand our existence to be . . . . Continue Reading »
You’re rising somewhere in the April nightAgain, as ever with returning spring.Your tomb will be found empty at first light Again. The dead cells of Your corpse igniteAnd flame to life; the spheres of Heaven ring.You’re rising somewhere in the April night To glory. For a moment all is right;The . . . . Continue Reading »
A Time to Keep: Theology, Mortality, and the Shape of a Human Life by ephraim radner baylor, 304 pages, $49.95 A Time to Keep is an odyssey—a journey through childhood and adolescence, work and sexuality, aging and dying. The reader encounters Sigmund Freud on dying and death, . . . . Continue Reading »
Preparing for death requires much more than putting financial affairs in order. Continue Reading »
Just lately from the forest and after a short time on the savannah, humanity acquired a sense of self. We awakened one morning, so it seems, and if we did not know who we were we at least knew we were not like the animals. We knew we died and the animals did not. We possessed an interior . . . . Continue Reading »