The Capital is both a lampoon of the EU's bureaucratic pathologies and a backhanded slap at a primary cause of its friction: national attachments.
Henry T. Edmondson III
Hope is not so much about what will be; rather it is anchored in the ideals of the present and even the past.
O'Connor's correspondence is a goldmine of piercing insight and startling reflections on everything from literature to philosophy to raising peacocks.