May 2012
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Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither...
– Zhuang Zhu translated by Lin Yutang
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Fairy-tales and legends often tell of a knight of who suddenly catches sight of...
– Søren Kierkegaard, The Sickness unto Death [1849], Part One: C. The Forms of his Sickness (Despair), p. 41
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I want to live with myself, / I want to enjoy the good that I owe to heaven, /...
– Fray Luis de León, The Life Removed (verse 40), translated by Eliot Weinberger
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Things seemed so much more clear cut back home. Even the light was clearer. Here...
– Reginald Hill, The Stranger House, Chapter 6: The Hall, pp 531
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The Blind live in a world that is inconvenient, and undefined world from which certain colors emerge: for me, yellow, blue (except that the blue may be green), and green (except that green may be blue). White has disappeared, or is confused with grey. As for red, it has vanished completely. But I hope someday – I am following a treatment – to improve and to be able to see that great color, that...
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