LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
YOU left out "threatening comments."
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"If it is honorable for you to disturb the dead, I shall consider it an honor and will make it my ambition to disturb your living." - Captain Miles Hazzard
YOU are very kind.
I want to thank YOU.
I think YOU and I are surprisingly alike.
I must confess I have used this demoniac thread for all of these three purposesHence, I seem to have sinned in three miserable ways. Flesh is weak and subjected to tribulation
On second thought, I haven't sinned THAT MUCH. Hence, there's still some hope for me
And now I'll sin again:
- YOU have nothing to thank
- I agree with what YOU think
- And YOU... I kinda agree with YOU too... I think YOU are right, and I think we should talk more often. Surely we would have more than one quarrel, but it could be an entertaining experience
How DARE YOU criticize this thread?
If you believe even a half of this post, you are severely mistaken.
YOU need to wake up and smell the coffee... Seriously.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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^ That particularly depicted cup of coffee YOU posted looks really yummy and friendlyThanks for the post
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YOU are very frustrating and seem to try your best to misunderstand everything I say.![]()
Why would YOU do that?
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Although we don't see eye to eye on things, I know that I could get along with YOU. Maybe even like YOU.
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.