I have met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses. I have passed with a nod of the head Or polite meaningless words, Or have lingered awhile and said Polite meaningless words.
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Politeness can sometimes prevent conflict.
The darkness drops again; but now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come …
All changed, changed utterly: A terrible beauty is born.
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,…
Along with the loss of the sense of self has gone a loss of our language for communicating deeply personal meanings to each other. This is one important side o…
We're drinking and we're dancing but there's nothing really happening. The place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night.
What should young people do with their lives today? Many things, obviously. But the most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible dis…