There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down
There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.
I've come to think of Europe as a hardcover book, America as the paperback version.
Hardship makes the world obscure.
I think it's only in a crisis that Americans see other people. It has to be an American crisis, of course. If two countries fight that do not supply the Americans with some precious commodity, then the education of the public does not take place. But when the dictator falls, when the oil is threatened, then you turn on the television and they tell you where the country is, what the language is, how to pronounce the names of the leaders, what the religion is all about, and maybe you can cut out recipes in the newspaper of Persian dishes.
The future belongs to crowds.