The psychic integrity in which self-confidence consists can be ruptured by the pressure of unresolved discrepancies and conflicts among the various things that we love.
— Harry Frankfurt, The Reasons of Love
The first (only?) edition of Freedom Press, published by yours truly in 1995.
At the same time, for each, there was a disjunction between what he loved and what most people loved him for.
Spencer (via Diana Kimball)
I took this photograph of my brother, Spencer Miles Kimball, on March 24, 2009.
On Saturday, September 26, 2009, he died from complications of an attempted suicide.
There are no words; these the only ones I could find.
I miss him so much.
Wandering Turtle, by Brodsky and Utkin (via Endless Forms Most Beautiful)
via butdoesitfloat, by way of nickd
How hard it is to keep faith with ourselves is painfully evident in education, where everyone disclaims the fact-shoveling model of learning. And yet the unconscious metaphors by which we reveal our real convictions about education revolve more and more around the idea of downloading information or transmitting it from one database to another.
— Steve Talbott, Devices of the Soul
