B.W. Richardson
... the clocks are striking thirteen.
6/7/14
Never truer words
I saw that the State was half-witted, that it was timid as a lone woman with her silver spoons, and that it did not know its friends from its foes, and I lost all my remaining respect for it, and pitied it.
—
Henry David Thoreau
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