In my trek to revisit classic literature (and read the books I was supposed to have read and...didn't), I've finally made my way back to Dickens, specifically to one of his greats: A Tale of Two Cities. I remember trying to read this book in high school. I didn't make it past the first page. …
The Hammer of God is a book of history and allegory; of the walk of the baby Christian, the self-righteous, and the guilty, but ultimately leading to hope, peace, and faith.
Art, like morality, consists of drawing the line somewhere. G. K. Chesterton
In my endeavor to read more books that I have been avoiding in the past, I decided to read Lord of the Flies this year. I probably should have read this book at some point during my schooling, but I never did. So even though I vaguely knew the story, I didn't really know it or its meaning. Thus, …
"An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom."
Madelyn Rose Craig 