Discussion in class which means letting twenty young blockheads and two cocky neurotics discuss something that neither their teacher nor they know.
I confess I do not believe in time.
Our government is the potent the omnipresent teacher. For good or ill it...
Men do change and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.
