Michel de Montaigne, b. 1533.

Advice for bloggers from Montaigne:
Don’t discuss yourself, for you are bound to lose; if you belittle yourself, you are believed; if you praise yourself, you are disbelieved.

He who has not a good memory should never take upon himself the trade of lying.

Frank G. Slaughter, b.1908. Back when I was a teenager, I really liked to read historical novels set in Biblical times and featuring characters from the Bible. Lloyd Douglas’s The Robe was a favorite. I also enjoyed the novels by Frank G. Slaughter about BIblical characters such as Paul

Cynthia Voigt, Newbery Award winning children’s author, b.1942. Author of Homecoming, Dicey’s Song, The Runner, and Seventeen Against the Dealer (among others). Voigt’s characters are so vivid and enjoyable to get to know. Dicey is an independent young lady, a little bit prickly, but fiercely committed to her two younger brothers and her younger sister. James, one of the brothers, is a genius, has great ideas, but he’s not always tuned in to what’s going on in the real world. Maybeth is just the opposite; she has a lot of difficulty learning, but she’s quite artistic and emotionally intelligent. Sammy, the youngest Tillerman, is all boy, somewhat belligerent, but good at heart. These four children come to live with their grandmother, an eccentric character in her own right. And they make friends with other people who have their own quirks and attitudes. These are great books.

Samuel Pepys, public servant and diarist, b. 1633. Had he been born in the twentieth century, Pepys might have been a blogger. Then again, maybe not. He kept his famous diary from January 1, 1660 until May 1669 when he was forced to give up his journal because of fears that he was losing his eyesight. He wrote in a code or shorthand, so the very public nature of blogging might not have interested him. Pepys witnessed the coronation of Charles II (1661), the Plague of 1665, and The Great Fire of London (1666). He also mentioned famous people of the time such as Sir Isaac Newton, Sir Christopher Wren, and John Dryden, the playwright and poet.

If you would like to read Pepys Diary, one entry per day, on the internet, it has been made into a blog:

George Frideric Handel, b.1685. Pepys died in 1703, and Handel’s first two operas were produced in 1705. So they just missed each other. Handel’s most frequently performed work is Messiah, an oratorio first performed in 1742. Bach, Mozart, and Beethoven all admired Handel’s music.

The first book is the funniest, but the last one pictured is the one I really wish I had in my personal library, or even in my public library.

W.E.B. DuBois, b.1868. William Edward Burghardt DuBois was a black educator and leader. He wrote, “The cost of liberty is less than the price of repression.” These words should be emblazoned in Arabic on posters throughout Baghdad and the Iraqi countryside.

John Henry Newman, b. 1801. Anglican clergyman, leader in the Oxford Movement, later converted to Roman Catholicism. He was the author of Apologia Pro Vita Sua (A Defense of One’s Life) in response to author Charles Kingsley (The Water Babies) who wrote an anti-Catholic article in a magazine which Newman interpreted as not only an attack on Catholic doctrine but also an impugnment of Newman’s honesty and character. Kingsley was a friend of many Victorian literary figures including George MacDonald. And MacDonald, in addition to be a strong influence on C.S. Lewis, was also cited as an influence on poet W.H. Auden.

Auden: “To me, George MacDonald’s most extraordinary, and precious, gift is his ability, in all his stories, to create an atmosphere of goodness about which there is nothing phone or moralistic. Nothing is rarer in literature.”

Sir Mountstuart Elphinstone Grant-Duff, author and statesman, b. 1829.

Wystan Hugh Auden, poet, b. 1907.

More about Wystan and Mountstuart here.

Nice relationship linking, but I don’t know where Mr. Elphinstone Grant-Duff comes into the picture. Maybe he knew all those Victorians, too. Maybe they called him “Stu” for short.

Also born on this date: Erma Bombeck, b.1927, d.1996.

“My theory on housework is, if the item doesn’t multiply, smell, catch fire, or block the refrigerator door, let it be. No one else cares. Why should you?”

Have you any idea how many children it takes to turn off one light in the kitchen? Three. It takes one to say, “What light?” and two more to say, “I didn’t turn it on.”

Mothers have to remember what food each child likes or dislikes, which one is allergic to penicillin and hamster fur, who gets carsick and who isn’t kidding when he stands outside the bathroom door and tells you what’s going to happen if he doesn’t get in right away. It’s tough. If they all have the same hair color they tend to run together.

Everyone is guilty at one time or another of throwing out questions that beg to be ignored, but mothers seem to have a market on the supply. “Do you want a spanking or do you want to go to bed?” Don’t you want to save some of the pizza for your brother?” Wasn’t there any change?”

When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, “I used everything you gave me”.

Ansel Adams,
American photographer, b. 1902. Adams is famous for his many photographs of American landscapes, especially our national parks. He was not succesful in school, so he was homeschooled, or tutored as it was called then, by his father and his aunt. He taught himself to play the piano and to read music, and then took lessons with hopes of becoming a concert pianist. However, he also began taking photographs as a teenager, and eventually photography became his life’s work.

Nicolaus Copernicus, Polish astronomer, b. 1473. Copernicus revolutionized astronomy by placing the sun instead of the earth at the center of our planetary system.

David Garrick, actor, playwright, theatre manager, b.1717. Garrick was, by all accounts, an extraordinary Shakespearean actor. He is buried in Westminster Abbey, and there is a statue of him there with these lines underneath it:

To paint fair nature by divine command,
Her magic pencil in her glowing hand,
A Shakespear rose: then, to expand his fame,
Wide o’er this breathing world, a Garrick came.
Though sunk in death the forms the Poet drew,
The actor’s genius bade them breath anew;
Though, like the bard himself, in night they lay,
Immortal Garrick call’d them back to day;
And till Eternity with pow’r sublime
Shall mark the moral hour of hoary Time,
Shakespear and Garrick like twin-stars shall shine,
And earth irradiate with a beam divine.

Can you imagine what it would be like to be paired with Shakespeare himself as a “twin star”? Garrick must have been some actor. It’s a pity that the art of stage actors (and singers before the age of recording) doesn’t last past their deaths.

Louis Slobodkin, sculptor and Caldecott Award winning illustrator and author of children’s books, b. 1903. Mr. Slobodkin was a sculptor until his late 30’s when he began illustrating the books of his friend, Eleanor Estes. He illustrated several of her Moffat books and also my favorite, The Hundred Dresses. (If you want to teach children about compassion without preaching at them, read The Hundred Dresses.) He won the Caldecot Award for his illustrations of James Thurber’s story, Many Moons about a sick princess who asks to have the moon to make her well.
Rebecca Writes about Louis Slobodkin.
Carol Reid’s website dedicated to all things Slobodkin.
A Semicolon review of Slobodkin’s picture book, One Is Good, But Two Are Better.

Thomas Robert Malthus, b. 1766. “Population increases in a geometric ratio, while the means of subsistence increases in an arithmetic ratio.” Some still consider this ratio problem to be insoluble, a conundrum of impending doom for humanity; others have come to see an opposing problem.

Anne Manning, English writer, b. 1807. Wikipedia says she wrote a book called The Household of Sir Thomas More, “a delightful picture of More’s home life told in the form of a diary written by his daughter Margaret.” Eldest Daughter, who detests More, should get a copy of this book for April Fool’s Day.

Dorothy Canfield Fisher, American author and essayist, b.1879. For children, she wrote Understood Betsy, the story of an orphan girl who lives with her relatives around the turn of the century. You can read it online with illustrations here.

Bess Streeter Aldrich, b. 1881. Nebraska author of A Lantern in her Handand many other books and short stories. I read a description of her writing as “cheerful realism.”

Robert Newton Peck, author of Soup and others in the series, b. 1928. At his website, Peck says that the character Soup was based on his best friend, Lester Wesley Vinson. Soup grew up to become a minister. Peck also says a lot of other things that indicate to me that he’s read and agrees with Malthus.

“Earth, our beautiful planet today has only one problem. Excess human population. This dreaded disease, human pregnancy, is the mother lode which spawns disease, poverty, litter, crime, animal annihilation, and war. Not to mention traffic, or din. Because of this mire of people, which I dub peoplution, our animals are dying.”

It sounds just like the propaganda I heard when I was in high school. Nevertheless, the Soup books are lots of fun.

Chaim Potok, b. 1929. Rabbi and author of The Chosen and My Name is Asher Lev. “I would prefer to say that the universe is meaningful, with pockets of apparent meaninglessness, than to say it is meaningless with pockets of apparent meaningfulness. In other words I have questions either way.” (Potok in Christianity Today, September 8, 1978)

Ruth Rendell, b. 1930. Author of detective fiction and also other non-detective fiction using the pseudonym, Barbara Vine. “I think that most writers have these two opposing feelings co-exist. One, this is the most wonderful work of art since War and Peace, and also this is the most awful trash, and why did I ever write it?” I feel that way about almost everything I write–especially the latter feeling. Does that mean I’m a real writer?
Here’s a post from Cathy of Poohsticks on Ruth Rendell. I read Tree of Hands by Ms. Rendell last year, but never got around to reviewing it. It was a rather disturbing story, but worth the time.