Unsuccessful in Love

The Collected Poems and Epigrams of J. V. Cunningham, Chicago, The Swallow Press, 1971.

Epigram 57

Here lies my wife. Eternal peace
Be to us both with her decease.

Epigram 59

I married in my youth a wife.
She was my own, my very first.
She gave the best years of her life.
I hope nobody gets the worst.

J. V. Cunningham is the model for John Williams' 1965 novel  Stoner.  An underappreciated and unfortunately titled masterpiece, it is about one William Stoner, an obscure professor of English at the University of Missouri, Columbia.  At its publication in '65 it pretty much fell still-born from the press, but the years have been kind to it and it is now valued as the great novel that it is.  Unfortunately, Williams, who died in 1994, did not live to see its success.

In Five Books of Professors, the late D. G. Myers describes it like this:

(4.) John Williams, Stoner (1965). Based on the life of J. V. Cunningham and especially his disastrous marriage to Barbara Gibbs. Easily the best novel ever written about the determined renunciations and quiet joys of the scholarly life. Stoner suffers reversal after reversal—a bad marriage, persecution at the hands of his department chair, the forced breakup of a brief and fulfilling love affair with a younger scholar—but he endures because of two things: his love for his daughter, who wants nothing more than to spend time with her father while he writes his scholarship, and his work on the English Renaissance. His end is tragic, but Stoner does not experience it that way. A genuinely unforgettable reading experience.

"Genuinely unforgettable" sounds like hype, but this is one novel I, for one, will not forget.  For more by Myers on Stoner, see here.

My copy of the novel sports a blurb by Myers: "It will remind you of why you started reading novels: to get inside the mystery of other people's lives."  Yes.

Companion post:  A is A: Monism Refuted

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Happy Wife, Happy Life

I borrow this fine line from Dennis Prager.  (I just now heard him say something that I would put as follows:  a Jew can no more  lose his Jewishness by the assimilation consequent upon  bearing  a name such as 'Dennis' than a Chomsky can preserve his Jewishness by bearing the name 'Noam.')

But I digress.  The MavPhil obverse of 'Happy wife, happy life' is  Wife's a bitch, life's a bitch.

Docendo Discimus

Teaching, we learn. 

As it stands, a maxim, and true as far as it goes.  But in need of qualification which, when added, makes it a maxim no longer.  Brevity is essential to the maxim as it is to the aphorism and the epigram.

Closer to the truth is the following.  Teaching, we learn; but only up to a point beyond which studying without having to teach is much to be preferred if the goal is an advance in understanding and erudition.

I never knew logic so well as after having taught it for a couple of years. But then the maxim lost its truth.

A is A: Monism Refuted

This from The Collected Poems and Epigrams of J. V. Cunningham, Swallow Press, 1971, p. 118, epigram #47:

This Monist who reduced the swarm
Of being to a single form,
Emptying the universe for fun,
Required two A's to think them one.

Notes

1. The title is Cunningham's own.

2. Poetic license extends to use-mention confusion.

3. It was over at Patrick Kurp's place that I first made the acquaintance of Mr. Cunningham.

4. Note the poetically pleasing addition by the author of his name to the title of his collection.

5. My copy of Cunningham's collection, a well-made hard bound, acquired via Amazon, is a Mount Mary College (Milwaukee, Wisconsin) library discard.  There is no evidence that it is a second copy.  How naive of me to think that libraries ought to be permanent repositories of high culture.  But the folly of reliably liberal librarians redounds to the benefit of the bookman.

Knowledge, Belief, Action: Three Maxims

1. Don't claim to know what you merely believe even on good evidence.

2. Don't claim to believe what you are not prepared to act upon.

3. Don't let insufficient evidence prevent you from believing what you are better off believing in the long run than not believing in the long run.

No Entity Without Identity

If you lack identity, you are a nonentity.  Quine's slogan ought to be emblazoned over every polling place in the land, and tattooed onto the forearm of every dumbass liberal by a method both Kafkaesque and painful.

The quotation below is genuine.  I just checked.  One can find it at the top of  p. 116, first full paragraph, of Word and Object (MIT Press, 1960, eighth printing, February 1973).  I slogged through the whole of it in 1974.  Quine is no Aquinas.  At his door one receives, not bread, but a stone.

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