The best of ideas is hurt by uncritical acceptance and thrives on critical examination
The best of ideas is hurt by uncritical acceptance and thrives on critical examination
The structure of a play is always the story of how the birds came home to roost.
Were all men equal to-night, some would get the start by rising an hour earlier to-morrow.
Two Fragments Love holds me captive again and I tremble with bittersweet longing. As a gale on the mountainside bends…