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I'd take cyanide no problem if it was that or throwing a cat out in the street, even a moth-eaten, mangy, caterwauling pain in the ass! I'd rather have the thing in bed with me than see it suffer on my account.
November 25, 2024 at 3:58 AM
I'd take cyanide no problem if it was that or throwing a cat out in the street, even a moth-eaten, mangy, caterwauling pain in the ass! I'd rather have the thing in bed with me than see it suffer on my account.
We never change. Neither our socks nor our masters nor our opinions, or we’re so slow about it that it’s no use. We were born loyal, and that’s what killed us.
November 23, 2024 at 5:25 PM
We never change. Neither our socks nor our masters nor our opinions, or we’re so slow about it that it’s no use. We were born loyal, and that’s what killed us.
I cannot refrain from doubting that there exist any genuine realizations of our deepest character except war and illness, those two infinities of nightmare.
November 22, 2024 at 11:02 PM
I cannot refrain from doubting that there exist any genuine realizations of our deepest character except war and illness, those two infinities of nightmare.
Businessmen all think of themselves as big or little professional wizards, but in practice they usually turn out to be hopeless incompetents.
November 22, 2024 at 6:15 PM
Businessmen all think of themselves as big or little professional wizards, but in practice they usually turn out to be hopeless incompetents.
We keep going, we fuel and refuel, we pass on our life to a biped of the next century, with frenzy, at any cost, as if it were the greatest of pleasures to perpetuate ourselves, as if, when all’s said and done, it would make us immortal.
November 21, 2024 at 11:42 PM
We keep going, we fuel and refuel, we pass on our life to a biped of the next century, with frenzy, at any cost, as if it were the greatest of pleasures to perpetuate ourselves, as if, when all’s said and done, it would make us immortal.
We have got into the habit of admiring colossal bandits, whose opulence is revered by the entire world, yet whose existence, once we stop to examine it, proves to be one long crime repeated ad infinitum, but those same bandits are heaped with glory, honors, and power.
November 21, 2024 at 12:52 AM
We have got into the habit of admiring colossal bandits, whose opulence is revered by the entire world, yet whose existence, once we stop to examine it, proves to be one long crime repeated ad infinitum, but those same bandits are heaped with glory, honors, and power.
That's the hatred that kills you. There'll be more of it, so deep and thick there will always be some left, enough to go around...it will ooze out over the earth...and poison it, so nothing will grow but viciousness, among the dead, among men.
November 21, 2024 at 12:29 AM
That's the hatred that kills you. There'll be more of it, so deep and thick there will always be some left, enough to go around...it will ooze out over the earth...and poison it, so nothing will grow but viciousness, among the dead, among men.
Politics has putrified mankind more profoundly in the last three centuries than in the whole of pre-history. We were more united in the middle ages than we are today; then a common spirit took form.
November 19, 2024 at 4:21 AM
Politics has putrified mankind more profoundly in the last three centuries than in the whole of pre-history. We were more united in the middle ages than we are today; then a common spirit took form.
The only thing worse than life's tragedies is the indifference of others towards them.
November 19, 2024 at 4:07 AM
The only thing worse than life's tragedies is the indifference of others towards them.
When you’re not used to comfort and good things to eat, you’re intoxicated by them in no time. Truth’s only too pleased to leave you. Very little is ever needed for Truth to let go of you. And after all, you’re not really very keen to keep hold of it.
November 18, 2024 at 11:57 PM
When you’re not used to comfort and good things to eat, you’re intoxicated by them in no time. Truth’s only too pleased to leave you. Very little is ever needed for Truth to let go of you. And after all, you’re not really very keen to keep hold of it.
There is no rest for the humble except in despising the great, whose only thought of the people is inspired by self-interest or sadism.
November 18, 2024 at 3:08 PM
There is no rest for the humble except in despising the great, whose only thought of the people is inspired by self-interest or sadism.
The beginning of genius is being scared shitless.
November 18, 2024 at 3:04 PM
The beginning of genius is being scared shitless.
When men can hate without risk, their stupidity is easily convinced, the motives supply themselves.
November 17, 2024 at 8:24 PM
When men can hate without risk, their stupidity is easily convinced, the motives supply themselves.
Lovely sight, the Apocalypse! But absurdity, without limits? No Sir! there have to be certain limits.
November 17, 2024 at 2:05 AM
Lovely sight, the Apocalypse! But absurdity, without limits? No Sir! there have to be certain limits.
Experience is a muffled lantern that throws light only on the bearer...it's incommunicable.
November 17, 2024 at 2:02 AM
Experience is a muffled lantern that throws light only on the bearer...it's incommunicable.
People avenge themselves for the favors done them.
November 17, 2024 at 1:57 AM
People avenge themselves for the favors done them.
Life must go on, even if it's no joke...just pretend to believe in the future.
November 17, 2024 at 1:53 AM
Life must go on, even if it's no joke...just pretend to believe in the future.
The sadness of the world has different ways of getting to people, but it seems to succeed almost every time.
November 16, 2024 at 9:17 PM
The sadness of the world has different ways of getting to people, but it seems to succeed almost every time.
It is of men, and of them only, that one should always be frightened.
November 16, 2024 at 8:00 PM
It is of men, and of them only, that one should always be frightened.
Poor people never, or hardly ever, ask for an explanation of all they have to put up with. They hate one another, and content themselves with that.
November 16, 2024 at 7:41 PM
Poor people never, or hardly ever, ask for an explanation of all they have to put up with. They hate one another, and content themselves with that.
We've no use for intellectuals in this outfit. What we need is chimpanzees. Let me give you a word of advice: never say a word to us about being intelligent. We will think for you, my friend. Don't forget it.
November 16, 2024 at 7:38 PM
We've no use for intellectuals in this outfit. What we need is chimpanzees. Let me give you a word of advice: never say a word to us about being intelligent. We will think for you, my friend. Don't forget it.
People cling to their rotten memories, to all their misfortunes, and you can't pry them loose. These things keep them busy. They avenge themselves for the injustice of the present by smearing the future inside them with this shit. They're cowards deep down, and just. That's their nature.
November 16, 2024 at 7:37 PM
People cling to their rotten memories, to all their misfortunes, and you can't pry them loose. These things keep them busy. They avenge themselves for the injustice of the present by smearing the future inside them with this shit. They're cowards deep down, and just. That's their nature.
When men can hate without risk, their stupidity is easily convinced, the motives supply themselves.
November 16, 2024 at 7:35 PM
When men can hate without risk, their stupidity is easily convinced, the motives supply themselves.
As we grow older, we no longer know whom to awaken, the living or the dead.
November 16, 2024 at 7:34 PM
As we grow older, we no longer know whom to awaken, the living or the dead.