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Issues Index | Next => August is the hottest month of summer, the heart of what are called the Dog Days. The North American record was set at San Juan Potosí, Mexico on this day in 1933, reaching 58 degrees - 136 degrees Fahrenheit. (That tied the world record from El Azizia, Libya on 12 September 1922.) I'm glad it hasn't been quite that hot here, even in my office where three computers keep me warm even if the sun doesn't. Here, then, are some thoughts on heat.
If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen. Where it is a duty to worship the sun it is pretty sure to be a crime to examine the laws of heat. The body seems to feel beauty when exposed to it as it feels the campfire or sunshine, entering not by the eyes alone, but equally through all one's flesh like radiant heat, making a passionate ecstatic pleasure glow not explainable. A clay pot sitting in the sun will always be a clay pot. It has to go though the white heat of the furnace to become porcelain. Wit is brushwood; judgment timber; the one gives the greatest flame, and the other yields the most durable heat; and both meeting make the best fire. You will always find some Eskimos willing to instruct the Congolese on how to cope with heat waves. Would you like to see quotes like these in your mail tomorrow morning? Our 10,000 loyal subscribers hate to miss a day, perhaps you should sign up now! No cost or obligation, just be open to the enlightenment waiting for you among our 22,500+ quotes.
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