Thrift Is An Attractive Idea Until You

In The Labyrinth Of A Difficult Text, We Find Unmarked Forks In The Path, Detours, Blind Alleys, Loops That Deliver Us Back To Our Point Of Entry, And Finally The Monster Who Whispers An Unintelligible Truth In Our Ears.

Looking Backward At What Has Been Lost, I Feel Sad, Then Indifferent, And At Last Relieved.

Most People See No Reason To Stop Arguing Just Because An Issue Has Been Decided.

The Limits Of Prudence: One Cannot Jump Out Of A Burning Building Gradually.

While We Are Reading, We Are All Don Quixote.