a water diet might just be the right way to go
a water diet might just be the right way to go
That would be considered a fast.Originally Posted by ktd222
So much to do, such limited time...
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
Yes. But just until all the fats are broken down
mmmm....sandwich.
com-pas-sion (n.) [ME. & OFr. <LL. (Ec.) compassio, sympathy < compassus, pp. of compati, to feel pity < L. com-, together + pali, to suffer] sorrow for the sufferings or trouble of another or others, accompanied by an urge to help; deep sympathy; pity
Dostoevsky Forum!
an aspirin perhaps.... -_-
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...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
Deep roots are generally not reached by frost!
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
What book should I read next...? Ivanhoe? Quo Vadis? The Brothers Karamazov? War & Peace? Thus Spoke Zarathustra? So many choices...
com-pas-sion (n.) [ME. & OFr. <LL. (Ec.) compassio, sympathy < compassus, pp. of compati, to feel pity < L. com-, together + pali, to suffer] sorrow for the sufferings or trouble of another or others, accompanied by an urge to help; deep sympathy; pity
Dostoevsky Forum!
The flow of the thoughts is so fast that the pen fails. Can there be a pen that follows the slightest notion of thoughts like Harry Potter's Firebolt did?
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
I'm kind of thirsty...I don't like this song and I wish I didn't have to work.
Then drink water!I'm kind of thirsty...I don't like this song and I wish I didn't have to work.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Why's my skin glowing?
*while mirror-staring* why are my eyes so goldeny?
Shall these bones live?
When would it end?
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
Is it love??
what am I going to write that is in any way meaningful?
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
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