This post is entirely frivolous.

Published
by
Nicola Karras
on March 16, 2008
in Extemporanea and Philosophy
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The books I read function as a fairly accurate measure of my emotional state. At the moment, I am happy, and so I am reading Chesterton’s Orthodoxy. I like it a great deal, though I’ve only just moved from the condemnation of modernity to the Christian apologetics. (If I were unhappy, I would have more traditional beach reading, like The Road to Serfdom.)

Now, compare and contrast…

  1. “I did try to found a heresy of my own; and when I had put the last touches to it, I discovered that it was orthodoxy.”
  2. “Yes, I like Piña Coladas
    And getting caught in the rain
    I’m not much into health food
    I am into champagne
    I’ve got to meet you by tomorrow noon
    And cut through all this red-tape
    At a bar called O’Malley’s
    Where we’ll plan our escape.”
    So I waited with high hopes
    And she walked in the place
    I knew her smile in an instant
    I knew the curve of her face
    It was my own lovely lady
    And she said, “Oh it’s you.”
    Then we laughed for a moment
    And I said, “I never knew.”

What other one-hit wonders can we match to famous writers?

2 Responses to “This post is entirely frivolous.”

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  1. 1 Helen
    March 17, 2008 at 12:44 am

    “Horse with No Name” and Saint Anthony?

    I would say “Addicted to Love” and Augustine, but Robert Palmer is so much more than a one-hit wonder.

  2. 2 TKB
    March 17, 2008 at 1:45 pm

    “. . . I’m a Karamazov. . . . when I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I’m even pleased that I’m falling in such a humiliating position, and for me I find it beautiful. And so in that very shame I suddenly begin a hymn. Let me be cursed, let me be base and vile, but let me also kiss the hem of that garment in which my God is clothed; let me be following the devil at the same time, but still I am also your son, Lord, and I love you, and I feel a joy without which the world cannot stand and be.” - Dmitri

    “I’m too sexy for my cat, too sexy for my cat
    Poor pussy poor pussy cat
    I’m too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love
    Love’s going to leave me

    And I’m too sexy for this song” - Right Said Fred

    or maybe

    “Sometimes I feel I’ve got to
    Run away I’ve got to
    Get away
    From the pain that you drive into the heart of me
    The love we share
    Seems to go nowhere
    And I’ve lost my light
    For I toss and turn I can’t sleep at night” - Soft Cell

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