My mother turned into a professional widow. She couldnt understand why I wanted to be an engineer; she thought I should be a chicken farmer.

For several centuries what has passed for song in literary circles was any text that looked like the lyrics for a commonplace melodic setting.

The self is an oral society in which the present is constantly running a dialogue with the past and the future inside of one skin.

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

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 mother turned into a professional widow. She couldnt understand why I wanted to be an engineer; she thought I should be a chicken farmer.

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