Debt
Sometimes you feel you owe the world an explanation. This is exactly what I try to shed.
Sometimes you feel you owe the world an explanation. This is exactly what I try to shed.
I’m not a silent person. I’m just a quiet person who dreads debating drivel.
What worries me about the theater of power is not, contrary to common wisdom, that it is conscientiously manipulated, but rather that it is not.
The incessant pounding. The infinite silence. All this wise buffoonery.