"[w]hat was any art but ... a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose." - Willa Cather, Song of the Lark
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Three years ago, I never thought I'd say this, but ...
I might disagree with a few of their assessments of American domestic policy and international development, but where else can you get in-depth news from around the world?
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