“I know no country in which there is so little independence of mind and freedom of discussion as in America.” Alexis de Tocqueville
Thursday, September 4, 2008
We Are The Hollow Men
We are the hollow men We are stuffed men Learning together . Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in the dry grass Or rat's feet over broken glass In our dry cellar.
Shape without form, shade without colour, paralysed force, gesture without motion. . . .