The first thing I remember about the world…is that I was a stranger in it. This feeling, which is at once the glory and desolation of homo sapiens, provides the only thread of consistency that I can detect in my life.
The first thing I remember about the world…is that I was a stranger in it. This feeling, which is at once the glory and desolation of homo sapiens, provides the only thread of consistency that I can detect in my life.
The Nativity Among the oxen (like an ox I'm slow) I see a glory in the stable grow Which, with…
If someone points out to you that your pet theory of the universe is in disagreement with Maxwell's equations, then…
Who Is Learned? A definition One who, consuming midnight oil in studies diligent and slow, teaches himself, with painful toil,…