Friday, December 12, 2008. By this time Don Quixote had kneeled down next to Sanco and looked, with startled eyes and confused vision, at the person Sancho was calling queen and lady, and since he could see nothing except a peasant girl, and one not especially attractive, since she was round-face and snub-nosed, he was so astounded and amazed that he did not dare open his mouth. I found convincing, I began to think of.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008. It took all semester but I finally finished Don Quixote. I feel that even though we already finished the coursework on Don Quixote, it would be a shame not to finish the novel anyway. Just for good measure I want to make a few notes on Don Quixote. Wednesday, December 3, 2008.

Friday, December 12, 2008. While reading for another class, I came across a passage that stopped me in my tracks. I read over the passage many times not because it was confusing, but because it was beautiful. I had finished with that life, perhaps, and could not admit it, being stubborn or afraid, or perhaps did not know it, habit being a great binder. Wednesday, December 10, 2008.

Monday, December 1, 2008. Reading, whatever genre it may be will eventually yield skills that help one convey what they actually feel.

Friday, December 12, 2008. Alas, it is time to say goodbye! I can see why literary criticism is a required course, as it gave me a gold mine of knowledge to take with me. Notes for the final part 2.

Friday, December 12, 2008. Say what you want about Jim Morrison. I sometimes feel either way. But watching a PBS documentary on the doors last night, i saw that he had a few beautiful things to say. A few things that if we look at what hes saying we can see we see the same things. Music is a pure expression of joy, a pure expression of beauty. A little guide to the story.