When a child first catches adults out -- when it first walks into his grave little head that adults do not always have divine intelligence, that their judgments are not always wise, their thinking true, their sentences just -- his world falls into panic desolation. The gods are fallen and all safety gone. And there is one sure thing about the fall of gods: they do not fall a little; they crash and shatter or sink deeply into green muck. It is a tedious job to build them up again; they never quite shine. And the child's world is never quite whole again. It is an aching kind of growing. East Of Eden

I shall begin my story with an experience I had when I was ten and attended our small town's Latin school. Demian

The best argument against democracy is a five minute conversation with the average voter. Never Give In!

It is easy to be wise after the event. The Complete Sherlock Holmes