A friend offered of those silly “grab the closest book, turn to page 56, and quote the fifth sentence” things. I looked to my left. To my right. Roughly equidistant were the following:
On the left:
“‘Do you know why my eyes are beautiful?’ he asked in all seriousness.” Colette, Cheri.
On the right:
“The boundless drive of the World Spirit, its irresistible thrust, is toward the realization of these stages — for this articulation of stages, together with their realization, comprise the concept of Spirit.” Hegel, Introduction to the Philosophy of History,
If that isn’t demon on the left shoulder, angel on the right, what is?