¶ Matins: Tim Carmody writes about Love in the Time of Twitter, a rebuttal of sorts of David Brooks’s much-discussed column about, well, how texting murdered romance. (Snarkmarket; NYT; Washington Post)

¶ Lauds: Why did the revival of Neil Simon’s Brighton Beach Memoirs close a week after opening (and several weeks of previews)? Patrick Healy analyzes the changes in audience expectations that doomed the production. (NYT)

¶ Prime: Felix Salmon encourages Lloyd Blankfein, and other future former heads of Goldman Sachs, to retire into quiet private life. Their predecessors’ post-Goldman careers have been anything but stellar — unless we’re talking asteroids that crash and burn. (Felix Salmon)

¶ Tierce: Scout’s fantastic follow-up to his entry on the Owls of PS 110: the principal saw it and asked Scout if he’d like to take a closer look from up on the roof. Very cool. (Scouting New York)

¶ Sext: Muscato wishes “a happy 117th birthday to dizzy screen favorite Alice Brady,” and why not? (Café Muscato)

¶ Nones: BBC Commentator Paul Wood observes that the capture, by Israeli marines, of Iranian weapons bound for Hezbollah in Lebanon, heralds hostilities to come. (BBC)

¶ Vespers: Colm Tóibín is into villanelles lately, and he has taken inspiration from a champion hurler. (London Review Blog)

¶ Compline: Like it or not, neuroscience is going to rebuild ethics from scratch. Philosophy, moral codes — in the dumper. You only thought that you knew right from wrong; in fact, the difference between good and evil is highly contextual. (Frontal Cortex)

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