“In the middle of my life i get lost in dark wood where the straight way was lost. Ah, how hard is to tell what a wild, and rough, and stubborn wood this was, which in my thought renews the fear!”
The Normalization of Deviance
“In the middle of my life i get lost in dark wood where the straight way was lost. Ah, how hard is to tell what a wild, and rough, and stubborn wood this was, which in my thought renews the fear!”