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Sarcasm

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, on the other hand, recognized in it a cry of pain: Sarcasm, he said, was “usually the last refuge of modest and chaste-souled people when the privacy of their soul is coarsely and intrusively invaded.”

Source: Wikipedia.com

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How could you … leave me … when I needed to … possess you?

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My Alma mater was books, a good library… I could spend the rest of my life reading, just satisfying my curiosity.

-Malcolm X

My Alma mater was books, a good library… I could spend the rest of my life reading, just satisfying my curiosity.

-Malcolm X

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Epitaph

THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED

FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD

WAS MUSIC. 

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A Man Without A Country

“But I have to say this in defense of humankind: In no matter what era in history, including the Garden of Eden, everybody just got here. And, except for the Garden of Eden, there were already all these games going on that could make you act crazy, even if you weren’t crazy to begin with. Some of the crazymaking games going on today are love and hate, liberalism and conservatism, automobiles and credit cards, golf, and girls’ basketball.” 


― Kurt VonnegutA Man Without a Country

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Frankly, there isn’t anyone you couldn’t learn to love, once you’ve heard their story.

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"No good at life, but very funny sometimes with the commentary."

— Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. (via theillustratednerdgirl)

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The Moon

The Moon

by: Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

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AND, like a dying lady lean and pale, Who totters forth, wrapp’d in a gauzy veil, Out of her chamber, led by the insane And feeble wanderings of her fading brain, The moon arose up in the murky east A white and shapeless mass.

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Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy?