Saturday, December 04, 2004

Gifts of Ideas (not Tiresome Surfeited Things)

The old feudal castle of Loches in the Tourraine of France was long a prison, a labyrinthine donjon of vaulted corridors, spiral staircases, pitiless torture chambers: "Scratched in a window-embrasure by some hand in Gothic days--said to have been that of the chronicler of Louis XI -- 'Dixisse me aliquando paenituit, tacuisse nunquam.' [I have sometimes repented of speaking, never of holding my tongue.] "


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