On Helping and Harming
Who would harm me envies me. Who would harm the world envies all. The former honors me with his flattering hatred. The latter is a groveling worm beneath my foot, a tyrant in spirit…
Enjoying the view from Limbo
Who would harm me envies me. Who would harm the world envies all. The former honors me with his flattering hatred. The latter is a groveling worm beneath my foot, a tyrant in spirit…
Throughout my teaching life, spanning twenty-five years, I have frequently had the honor of serving as private counselor or mentor to students struggling with personal problems — usually problems of an existential, as opposed to practical, nature. I seem to have a knack for attracting young people who are a little outside modernity’s social norms, whether temperamentally, intellectually, or both. One reason for...
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