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Is suffering so very serious? I have come to doubt it. It may be quite childish, a sort of undignified read more
Is suffering so very serious? I have come to doubt it. It may be quite childish, a sort of undignified pastime -- I'm referring to the kind of suffering a man inflicts on a woman or a woman on a man. It's extremely painful. I agree that it's hardly bearable. But I very much fear that this sort of pain deserves no consideration at all. It's no more worthy of respect than old age or illness.
Fear not those who argue but those who dodge.
Fear not those who argue but those who dodge.
A fault is sooner found than mended.
A fault is sooner found than mended.
Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: read more
Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavor, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.
Terror is as much a part of the concept of truth as runniness is of the concept of jam. We read more
Terror is as much a part of the concept of truth as runniness is of the concept of jam. We wouldn't like jam if it didn't, by its very nature, ooze. We wouldn't like truth if it wasn't sticky, if, from time to time, it didn't ooze blood.
Why waste negative entropy on comments, when you could use the same entropy to create bugs instead?
Why waste negative entropy on comments, when you could use the same entropy to create bugs instead?
Knute Rockne liked bad loser. He said good losers lose too often.
Knute Rockne liked bad loser. He said good losers lose too often.
But if you will not do so, behold, you have sinned against the Lord, and be sure your sin will read more
But if you will not do so, behold, you have sinned against the Lord, and be sure your sin will find you out. [Numb!2:23].
My worst fear is that I'll end up living in some run-down duplex on Wilshire wearing pants hiked up to read more
My worst fear is that I'll end up living in some run-down duplex on Wilshire wearing pants hiked up to my nipples and muttering under my breath.
