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"The bitter irony is inescapable: an operation justified by anti-narcotics rhetoric would create ideal conditions for drug-trafficking organizations to expand their power."

“Hills of Home

Name me no name for my disease,
With uninforming breath;
I tell you I am none of these,
But homesick unto death—

Homesick for hills that I had known,
For brooks that I had crossed,
Before I met this flesh and bone
And followed and was lost…

And though they break my heart at last,
Yet name no name of ills.
Say only, ‘Here is where he passed,
Seeking again those hills.’ ”

—Witter Bynner, Oxford Book of American Verse (1927)

Last year's total eclipse.

" 'I invited [T S] Eliot here,' [Oppenheimer] told Freeman Dyson, 'in the hope that he would produce another masterpiece, and all he did here [at the Institute for Advanced Study] was to work on The Cocktail Party, the worst thing he ever wrote.' " —𝐴𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑢𝑠

Anticipation of Love.