The Savoyard diplomat Joseph de Maistre, writing to his Russian counterpart Prince Pyotr Borisovich Kozlovsky in the autumn of 1815,…
“Manuscripts don’t burn,” or so the devil Woland tells us in Mikhail Bulgakov’s darkly comedic novel The Master and Margarita….
The head of the executed man thought, saw, suffered. And I saw what he saw, understood what he thought, and…
There exists a vast taxonomy of political gaffes, including everything from verbal and Freudian slips to hot-mic fiascos and literal…
It happened on the twenty-ninth day of the month of Sivan, in the year 5701, and it happened in the…
I “The wicked are estranged from the womb,” so the Psalms tell us, “they go astray from birth.” King David’s…
I Even after a lapse of more than 20 years, I can still see it in my mind’s eye: a…
The work of human thought should withstand the test of brutal, naked reality. If it cannot, it is worthless. Probably…
The dark shattered wicked winter silence waits at the door like death. What will remain of this winter will be…
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