Don’t you know, my son, with how little wisdom the world is governed?
Don’t you know, my son, with how little wisdom the world is governed?
Every high civilisation decays by forgetting obvious things.
on the one-nation Tories taking on the Brexiteers We felt like a book club going to a Millwall game.
Strew gladness on the paths of men— You will not pass this way again.