Macarons or macaroni, after all? In the middle of the eighteenth century, the word "macaroni" in England denoted neither a pasta nor even a dessert, but dandies who laboured diligently to dress up as French aristocrats. A macaroni could be recognised by the tiny hat perched atop a tall powdered wig
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
