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Though, concerning the self-indulgent habits of Turkey, I had my own private surmises, yet, touching Nippers, I was well persuaded that, whatever might be his faults in other respects, he was, at least, a temperate young man. But, indeed,
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What is he saying here? That Nippers appeared to act as if he were drunk, so brandy was superfluous? ("Bartleby, the Scriviner")
“The reality is that there's no such thing as political correctness; it's a rhetorical device to depersonalize oppression. Being cognizant of and careful with historic trauma of others is what "political correctness" means. It means that the powerful should never attack the disempowered--not because it "offends" them or hurts their "feelings" but because it perpetuates toxic, oppressive systems.”
― The Witches Are Coming
― The Witches Are Coming
“1 Deep black the night when the lightning flashed, Which showed the foaming crests and spray flung high; Sheer walls of water rearing to the sky As waves on waves against each other crashed. No rest, the struggle raging As when a war is waging, The sea against itself – against its will; When suddenly a gentle Voice was heard, Fraught with Compassion came the needful word: ‘Peace!’ Then the storm was stayed and all was still. 2 Tossed this way and that, a soul in torment, Thoughts recurring o’er and o’er again, Long wakeful nights and days of mental strain, Love strove with hate and jealousy till spent. No rest, the struggle raging As when a war is waging, A man against himself – against his will. He took his life for lack of friendly hand, For want of one to say: ‘I understand.’ This time no peace was there, though all was still. —Michael Dillon Author’s Introduction If men and women had a Right Sense of Values there would never have been any need for this book to have been written and published – but then if the world had a Right Sense of Values it would not be in the mess it is today.”
― Out of the Ordinary
― Out of the Ordinary
“1 Deep black the night when the lightning flashed, Which showed the foaming crests and spray flung high; Sheer walls of water rearing to the sky As waves on waves against each other crashed. No rest, the struggle raging As when a war is waging, The sea against itself – against its will; When suddenly a gentle Voice was heard, Fraught with Compassion came the needful word: ‘Peace!’ Then the storm was stayed and all was still. 2 Tossed this way and that, a soul in torment, Thoughts recurring o’er and o’er again, Long wakeful nights and days of mental strain, Love strove with hate and jealousy till spent. No rest, the struggle raging As when a war is waging, A man against himself – against his will. He took his life for lack of friendly hand, For want of one to say: ‘I understand.’ This time no peace was there, though all was still. —Michael Dillon”
― Out of the Ordinary
― Out of the Ordinary
“Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack, a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.”
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There is a crack, a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.”
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“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.”
― Man's Search for Meaning
― Man's Search for Meaning
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