Mary had a little lamb, its fleece electrostatic / And everywhere Mary went, the lights became erratic.
The integrity of my sleep has been forever compromised, sir.
Psychotics, say what you want about them, tend to make the first move.
Everything takes time. Bees have to move very fast to stay still.
It's always seemed a little preposterous that Hamlet, for all his paralyzing doubt about everything, never once doubts the reality of the ghost. Never questions his own madness might not in fact be unfeigned.
This is why they started us here so young: to give ourselves away before the age when the questions 'why' and 'to what' grow real beaks and claws.
We are all dying to give our lives away to something, maybe. God or Satan, politics or grammar, topology or philately (...) To games or needles, to some other person.
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