As human freedoms go, the freedom to take your custom elsewhere is not a grand or noble one – but neither is it one that we should abandon without a fight.
As human freedoms go, the freedom to take your custom elsewhere is not a grand or noble one – but neither is it one that we should abandon without a fight.
The sun looks down on nothing half so good as a household laughing together over a meal.
Words strain, Crack and sometimes break, under the burden, Under the tension, slip, slide, perish, Decay with imprecision, will not…
And so while the great ones depart to their dinner, the secretary stays, growing thinner and thinner, racking his brain…