User:Eutychea

Hi, I'm Eutychea— I have a strong fascination with History, Rome, Western Civilization, and Catholicism, so that's where I'm liable to be found on Wikipedia; if you've found me from somewhere else, it's probably an article with a typo that I came across playing The Wiki Game. Sloppy grammar and awkward phrasing have always been painfully obvious to me, so you'll likely find me making small edits that may not seem necessary at all. But above all else, I'm a fervent reader, so below is one of my favorite bits of writing— just an excerpt that makes you think a little. Give it a read if you have the time.

"This you may say of man— when theories change and crash, when schools, philosophies, when narrow dark alleys of thought, national, religious, economic, grow and disintegrate, man reaches, stumbles forward, painfully, mistakenly sometimes. Having stepped forward, he may stumble, he may slip back, but only half a step, never the full step back. This you may say and know it. This you may know when the bombs plummet out of the black planes on the marketplace, when prisoners are stuck like pigs, when the crushed bodies drain filthily in the dust. You may know it in this way. If the step were not being taken, if the stumbling-forward ache were not alive, the bombs would not fall, the throats would not be cut. Fear the time when the bombs stop falling while the bombers live— for every bomb is proof that the spirit has not died. And fear the time when the strikes stop while the great owners live— for every little beaten strike is proof that the step is being taken. And this you can know— fear the time when Manself will not suffer and die for a concept, for this one quality is the foundation of Manself, and this one quality is man, distinctive in the universe."

- John Steinbeck, "The Grapes of Wrath"