St. Thomas More

My dear St. Thomas More, please help me understand this glorious and painful little book of yours that I'm trying to work my way through at this late hour of the night. It interests and confuses me. I would that I could speak with you about it. Perhaps in the next life, we can sit down with some cappuchino and chat. I want to understand.

At least Dr. Kennedy granted me an extension on the paper--now due Thursday instead of tomorrow. Oof.