It me: There’s an early Edith Wharton story where a character observes the constraints of speaking a foreign tongue: “Don’t you know how, in talking a foreign language, even fluently, one says half the time, not what one wants to, but what one can?” https://t.co/ghrvJALGAi

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) February 26, 2020

“be charitable toward others as a path to good living”https://t.co/EzZZdRtA4K

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) January 24, 2020

Skepticism has its place, but who are we to be skeptics when we are unable to understand the evidence before us.

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) December 6, 2019

This is, truly, a philosophical ideal for our time. But I imagine it can also lead down a dangerous path for what evidence is truly sufficient in a world that has become so complex.

Believing Without Evidence Is Always Morally Wrong https://t.co/XY6BStDDGy

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) December 6, 2019

Meanwhile I blew off my daughter telling me she saw it get hit. Because mornings are crazy in this house. Good job me.

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) December 3, 2019

Looked to be in its prime, too. Such a beautiful looking creature.

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) December 3, 2019

Blerg … had to move fox out of the road near home because the person that hit it drove off ☹️

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) December 3, 2019

Parenthood can be … difficult https://t.co/XuLgBG6rXo

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) September 24, 2019

I tried to stun him with the bug zapper (experience informs that it will stun at best) and before I even touched him he started buzzing his wings and raised his stinger at me 💀

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) September 9, 2019

This giant bee (? … wasp?) came out of nowhere buzzing over my head as I sat at my desk 😱 pic.twitter.com/zrNaRmVLf7

— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) September 9, 2019