A master is one with the capacity to make a difficult task appear simple. Men are more well suited to the opposite effect, however — that is, making a simple task appear almost impossible.
It allows me to observe my intellectual equals.
Is it possible to envy an insect? I didn’t know. Since asking the question, however, I’ve dedicated myself to finding the answer.
Is my body a temple? Likely not. If that’s the case, however, I send my condolences to the congregation.
A shopping list is designed to benefit at least one reader.
I’ve dwelled for so long on Dayn’s shortcomings, I’ve failed to acknowledge his one talent — namely, the capacity to turn lemonade back into lemons.
Nativism is the product of a perverse nostalgia — for an event that never occurred under conditions that never actually existed. It’s blind hope, not for the future but the past.