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 wake up every morning determined both to change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes…