“The great chief died and everybody’s guts died with him.” Edward G. Robinson, 1948 catalog of sorrows* i feel sorry for people who lie i feel sorry for restaurants with no patrons i feel sorry for thinning flocks of migrating geese even...
“The little girl stretched both her hands into the air—and then the match went out, the Christmas candles all went higher and higher, and she saw that they were the bright stars. One of them fell, leaving a long fiery strip in the sky. ‘Someone’s...
“Only a person who has lived through a time that threatens his life and that valuable substance, his individual freedom, with war, power, and tyrannical ideologies–only he knows how much courage, how much honesty and determination are needed to maintain...
“The number 1 exists. You can always count further by adding 1 more. No amount of counting will bring you back to 1 again.” –Peano’s axioms for the natural numbers ♣Add a Tooltip Text Wendy was listening to the radio in the car with her...
Tenth month, 1753. 23. Indulgence in bed an hour too long. Twelfth month 17. An hypochondriack obnubilation from wind and indigestion. Ninth Month 28. An over-dose of whiskey. 29. A dull, cross, cholerick day. First month, 1757. 22. A little swinish at dinner and...
