Mute inglorious Miltons, flowers born to blush unseen and waste their sweetness on the desert air, are extinct, and I miss them.
Oct 102012
Mute inglorious Miltons, flowers born to blush unseen and waste their sweetness on the desert air, are extinct, and I miss them.
Men form alliances first not to be stolen from, and then to steal.
One reads so as not to believe everything one reads.
Journalists, like certain aboriginal tribes, count one, two, many.
If you repress thought sufficiently you need not repress speech.
We are what we fear to appear to be.
All appears as it would if it were what it is.
Education is free: credentials are expensive.