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…
Some other Just Ones a footnote to Borges The printer who sets this page with skill, though he may not…