November 1857

  • Four Poems

    Brahma. If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways. I keep, and pass, and turn…

  • The Financial Flurry

    "The bowels of the banks, with us the great money-lenders, close with the snap and tenacity of steel-traps; and then a general panic, or want of commercial confidence, brings on a paralysis of the domestic exchanges, and wide-spread bankruptcy and ruin. Importations are checked, of course; but they are checked in a sharp, rapid, and violent way, accompanied by the most painful embarrassments and convulsions."

  • The Mourning Veil

    Then in lifes goblet freely press. The leaves that give it bitterness, Nor prize the colored waters less, For in thy darkness and distress. …

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Why Did I Study Physics?

Using hand-drawn cartoons to explain an academic passion

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What If Emoji Lived Among Us?

A whimsical ad imagines what life would be like if emoji were real.

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Living Alone on a Sailboat

"If you think I'm a dirtbag, then you don't understand the lifestyle."

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The Future of Iced Coffee

Are artisan businesses like Blue Bottle doomed to fail when they go mainstream?

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