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Dispatches
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"“…and not one [house] had been left without pitting from shell fragments. Hundreds of refugees held to the side of the road as we passed, many of them wounded. The kids would laugh and shout, the old would look on with that silent tolerance for misery that made so many Americans uneasy, which was usually misread as indifference. But the younger men and women would often look at us with unmistakable contempt”" Jan 19, 2026 05:15PM

 
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"“Dawn’s pale light reached through the windows, vanishing the orgy’s petals. Everywhere glasses only half-drunk and cigarette butts. Everywhere parts of bodies scattered in sodomite disarray. An arm wrapped around a stomach, a leg tangled in oblivion. A brown torso with a loca’s drool pooling on the chest. A buttock or two peeping out from the draped sheets, dripping with the fluids of the proletariat.”" Jan 19, 2026 01:08PM

 
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Douglas Adams
“I shall sit alone in a darkened room, sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything but a little grey old head, and in that little grey old head a peculiar vision of hideous blue and gold dangling things flashing in the light, and the smell of sweat, cat food and death.”
Douglas Adams, Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

Thomas Aquinas
“Further, nothing, except sin, is contrary to an act of virtue. But war is contrary to peace. Therefore war is always a sin.”
Saint Thomas Aquinas, Summa Theologica

Grant Morrison
“It's always the same with lost people; you start out looking for them, and you end up losing yourself.”
Grant Morrison, Doom Patrol, Vol. 3: Down Paradise Way

“We dance. Sweet, downcast, through-the-lashes-glances bely every beating she got at thirteen, every lash of the tongue from her dad at fourteen, every heroin high that let her out for awhile, every hour and day she had to be tough.

She is so natural and soft. Her shoulders are down, hips loose and swinging as we close together. I swear I'm growing chest hair just looking at her. I've been a boy in public before, but I've never seen her like this. That's it exactly; I haven't seen her at all, except in glimpses, in half-confessional role-play sex. And here she is - pressed tight against my chest, hips grinding against my crotch to the bass bump of the music. Her thigh along mine is electric heaven. Two drag queens cannot decide whether we are breeders or in drag. I stroke my mascara-made mustache at them - but none of it matters with hands in suede and the way she smiles.”
Various authors, The Naked I: Insides Out

Bill Willingham
“Wooden 1: "How many kinds of guns have you meatheads created?"
Gun Shop Clerk: "Thousands. Hundreds of thousands?"
Wooden 2: "That's extravagance beyond credulity."
Wooden 3: "Are there really that many different kinds of people you need to kill?”
Bill Willingham, Fables, Vol. 4: March of the Wooden Soldiers

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