The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
~ Yeats
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
~ Yeats
Currently up to no good at Stanford, nominally doing Math and Philosophy. Maintaining a blog like this is good for the soul——and good writing practice. Go to posts to see my writing.
