As careful mothers do to sleeping lay / Their babes which would too long the wanton play, / So to prevent my youth’s approaching crimes, / Nature, my nurse, had me to bed betimes.
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As careful mothers do to sleeping lay / Their babes which would too long the wanton play, / So to prevent my youth’s approaching crimes, / Nature, my nurse, had me to bed betimes.
“In a repressive society, a writer can be deeply influential, but in a society that’s filled with glut and repetition and endless consumption, the act of terror may be the only meaningful act. People who are in power make their arrangements in secret, largely as a way of maintaining and furthering that power. People who are powerless make an open theater of violence. True terror is a language and a vision. There is a deep narrative structure to terrorist acts, and they infiltrate and alter consciousness in ways that writers used to aspire to.”
Don Delillo