Being right does not exclusively belong to any single man.
There are so many ones, who doesn't think it this way.
See, for example, my wife.
YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE*LITTLE*LIES.Look it up..........it's a fantasy.....like democracy and communism
"So we can believe the big ones?"
YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.
"They're not the same at all!"
- Terry Pratchett, HogFather
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Just because more people read Danielle Steel, than Harry Potter stories, it is means, it is a more valuable thing, than for example As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner?
The world was really worth for destruction.
And it does not matter.
Maybe I should change my own value systems.
But I will not, because I'm a stubborn bastard.
The world was really worth for destruction.
And it does not matter.
Maybe I should change my own value systems.
But I will not, because I'm a stubborn bastard.
Just because more people read Danielle Steel, than Harry Potter stories, it is means, it is a more valuable thing, than for example As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner?
The world was really worth for destruction.
And it does not matter.
Maybe I should change my own value systems.
But I will not, because I'm a stubborn bastard.
You and me both! Stubborn bastards unite!
I am more of a Isaac Asimov fan, he had such capacity for abstract thought. Very good with words.
Terry Pratchett is also on my list, very humorous style.
Chrisb:
I support your suggestion, reading goes well with music listening.
Gyuri:
Me too, I stop reading for years, and then my appetite is awakened, constantly craving new material, until everything else is more interesting. Like a ebb and flow cycle, such is life, ever changing.
I support your suggestion, reading goes well with music listening.
Gyuri:
Me too, I stop reading for years, and then my appetite is awakened, constantly craving new material, until everything else is more interesting. Like a ebb and flow cycle, such is life, ever changing.
Visszafele nincsen eletseg.My son died eleven years ago.
It was Tuesday night just as now.
Eleven years, I've been undead since.
What is the meaning of word "eleven" in Hungarian?
I don't know, I wasn't thereWhat happened exactly one hundred years ago, on the 10. of June?
How are your ears now?
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