You are well ventured to Odysseus' gates
into many-layered Troynovant,
the city of nobly recurring knowledge.
You promised once, a progeny divine
Of Romans, rising from the Trojan line,
In after times should hold the world in awe,
And to the land and ocean give the law.
Virgil
The Aeneid
For noble Britons sprang from Trojans bold,
And Troynovant was built of Troyes' ashes cold.
Edmund Spenser
The Faerie Queene
In these great times
which I knew when they were this small ...
Karl Kraus
In These Great Times
Vienna, November 1914
What is Truth? said jesting Pilate;
and would not stay for an answer.
Francis Bacon
The Essays: Of Truth
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The history of mankind
would be far too stupid a thing
if it had not had
the intellect of the powerless
injected into it: —
Friedrich Nietzsche
First Essay, #7
On the Genealogy of Morality
Knight's moves
into the Interior:
Coining at Troynovant
quantifying value into commodity;
true coin, false coin,
enterprise & economics
Pilots' Proverbs
Parental Wisdom
Brought Down to Earth
Prelude to Greatness
Lincoln in the 1850s
The Big Chill
[a close reading]
Corruption swims within Cynicism,
as fattening fish
within their nurturing sea.
Maxims for Despots
The Sly Tyrant's Handbook
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