The Sophists' paradoxical talk pieces and their public debates were entertainment in 5th century Greece. And in that world, Socrates was an entertainer.

A myth is the name of a terrible lie told by a smelly little brown person to a man in a white suit with a pair of binoculars.

My way of thinking is very particular and concrete. It doesn't follow a continuous path.

When my mother left her second husband, she wrote her autobiography and presented it to him for his approval.

While I've had a great distaste for what's usually called song in modern poetry or for what's usually called music, I really don't think of speech as so far from song.

I am quite unsatisfied by the distinctions between the oral and literate.

The ancient Greek "oral poets" all had this anxiety about the deficiencies of their memories and always began poems by praying to the muse to help them remember.