None of my EFL students has pointed out yet that, whenever I start a lesson with a warm-up that involves small talk about Kant, Nietzsche or Hegel, the lesson proper invariably turns out to be very thin. I wonder if they’ve noticed the connection.
All larks I know would be quite happy for mornings to last forever, yet no owls I know could contemplate nights without mornings, from which I take being a lark to be a genuine desire, and being an owl – only an affectation.
Words are mightier than the sword, and in English, one-syllable words cut deeper and with more savagery than multi-syllable ones.
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