Marlowe's Shade
The dreams of men, the seed of commonwealths, the germs of empires.
Monday, September 06, 2004
Thanks for reminding me, Wretchard
This is why I love Belmont Club, and my blog is probably forever doomed to be a pastiche of it's greatness.
Wretchard finds comfort from the horror of Beslan in this moving passage from the
Brothers Karamazov.
Just go read it.
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