Darker Sho > Recent Status Updates

what works for you is not "what caters to your bad habits."

cerebral-tastic read so far.

anyway, the fascinating thing was that I read in National Geographic that there are more people alive now than have died in all of human history. In other words, if everyone wanted to play Hamlet at once, they couldn't, because there aren't enough skulls!

we are doomed. muhahah!

...word.

paginate, baby.

Word.

Nature, when pleased with an idea, never tires of applying it. She makes plains; she makes hills; she makes mountains; raises a conspicuous peak at wide intervals; then loftier and rarer ones, continents apart; and finally a supreme one six miles high...

He contributed to the quiet he wished for by offering no violence, no contention, and to do this he had to retire into secretness, since there is some violence in everyone. He covered his life with a veil of vagueness, while behind his quiet eyes a rich full life went on. This did not protect him from assault but it allowed him an immunity.

May I never lose you, oh, my generous host, oh, my universe. Just as the air you breathe, and the light you enjoy are for you, so you are for me.

May I never lose you, oh, my generous host, oh, my universe. Just as the air you breathe, and the light you enjoy are for you, so you are for me.

And then, dressed in a secretly made shroud, she went out on a moonlight night and drowned herself in a pond so shallow that she had to get down on her knees in the mud and hold her head under water. This required great will power. As the warm unconsciousness finally crept over her, she was thinking with some irritation of how her white lawn shroud would have mud down the front when they pulled her out. And it did.

Once a woman told me that colored flowers would seem more bright if you added a few white flowers to give the colors definition. Every petal of blue lupin is edged with white, so that a field of lupins is more blue than you can imagine.

"Une armee marche a son estomac"

"Lucy, pardonnez moi"

"If you can't laugh at yourself, make fun of others."

Basically, a Twinkie is a bomb. A delicious bomb.