Matthew Hopkins: Witches, 1644
by Fraser Hibbitt “Glorious night to meet the lips, to do penance” spoke the cloaked figure of an elderly woman to three more veiled forms who uttered brief means of […]
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by Fraser Hibbitt “Glorious night to meet the lips, to do penance” spoke the cloaked figure of an elderly woman to three more veiled forms who uttered brief means of […]
by Fraser Hibbitt In Albert Camus’ The Plague (1947), the narrator comments that ‘there have been as many plagues as wars in history; yet always plagues and wars take people […]
by Fraser Hibbitt During his imprisonment, Socrates supposedly composed some lyrics, something he had never bothered himself with before. Puzzled by this behavior, his friend Cebes asked him on the […]
by Fraser Hibbitt There is a myth from Ancient Greece – containing a well-known proverb that reverberated in Greek thought. It involves the creature Silenus, the teacher of the wine […]
by Fraser Hibbitt I started walking because there was nothing else to do. Walking, I had found, was one way to disperse those sobering complaints of everyday tasks, leaving blind, […]