Words ought to be a little wild for they are the assault of thoughts on the unthinking.
Words ought to be a little wild for they are the assault of thoughts on the unthinking.
The original is unfaithful to the translation.
We are, like Nebuchadnezzar, dethroned, bereft of reason, and eating grass like an ox.
I keep six honest serving-men (They taught me all I knew); Their names are What and Why and When And…