But stoops to conquer, and but kneels to rise.

Letters to His Son by Lord Chesterfield, misquoting Amphitryon by John Dryden

The end is near. I hear a noise at the door, as of some immense slippery body lumbering against it.

— “The Whisperer in Darkness” by H. P. Lovecraft

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary…

— “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe

Since I’ve already cast my vote I don’t feel the need to watch or even pay attention to the debate/debacle which is taking place this evening.

Waiting impatiently for the first public release of photos from OSIRIS-REx touch-and-go asteroid “landing.”