…. with no cure except as a guillotine might be called a cure for dandruff.
Month: November 2010
Elegance should be left to shoemakers and tailors
John Stanley Purvis
I can’t forget the lane that goes from Steyning to the Ring
In summer time, and on the Down how larks and linnets sing
High in the sun. The wind comes off the sea, and Oh the air!
I never knew till now that life in old days was so fair.
But now I know it in this filthy rat infested ditch
When every shell may spare or kill – and God alone knows which.
And I am made a beast of prey, and this trench is my lair.
My God! I never knew till now that those days were so fair.
So we assault in half an hour, and – it’s a silly thing –
I can’t forget the narrow lane to Chanctonbury Ring.
Oliver Wendell Holmes (Snr)
I wouldn’t give a fig for the simplicity on this side of complexity;
I would give my right arm for the simplicity on the far side of complexity.
The truth is a trap: you can not get it without it getting you; you cannot get the truth by capturing it, only by its capturing you.