People often ask me what it is like to be the heir to a great dynasty? Well, how shall I put it: Eduard Habsburg is obliged not only to pull the burden of Austrian ambassador to the Holy See and the Order of Malta, but also to breakfast on enormous cupcakes topped with butter, icing sugar, TURKEY BACON and maple syrup, poor thing(
Then again, who has it easy these days?
At the close of the Strugatskys' "Roadside Picnic" the Golden Sphere is asked for this: "Happiness for everybody, free, and let nobody go away unsatisfied!" I do not promise to leave no one aggrieved, but the digest really does come free. So, here is the
Frederic Leighton. “Daedalus and Icarus”, 1869 Daedalus warns his son not to climb too high: the heat of the sun may melt the wax, but Icarus is already gazing into the distance, and the lamentations of a foolish old man interest him not in the least
