Today is Robert Lax’s 108th birthday. Here’s a quote from him to mark the occasion:
“the words were like precipate that rose from a stream which flowed with remarkable consistency within him. he took them as they came, often ungrammatical, often incorrect, and not infrequently of a character not to be used in gentle society. he wrote them as they came, feeling often that the errors, the incorrect and the gross expressions were the ones which told the most, conformed to the contours, the flow of the stream. for it was the stream, the nature of the stream, he had set himself now to reveal.”
[p. 303, Pure Act: The Uncommon Life of Robert Lax]
Happy Lax Day!