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>In this moment, I am euphoric. Not because of any phony god's blessings. But because, I am enlightened by my intelligence.

>> No.22240125

>>22240106
>The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.

>> No.22240141

>With? Sinbad the Sailor and Tinbad the Tailor and Jinbad the Jailer and Whinbad the Whaler and Ninbad the Nailer and Finbad the Failer and Binbad the Bailer and Pinbad the Pailer and Minbad the Mailer and Hinbad the Hailer and Rinbad the Railer and Dinbad the Kailer and Vinbad the Quailer and Linbad the Yailer and Xinbad the Phthailer.

>> No.22240157

>>22240141
سنيض

>> No.22240162

>Only one enemy remained; two if you counted God.

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post rare literally me quotes from

>> No.22240181

>>22240167
*from authors usually not suspected of writing such quotes

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>>22240106
Konstantin Paustovsky, Story of a Life, Chapter 14, page 102.
>Well, I can tell you now that there was never anything in his bottles except ordinary water from the tap. You'll ask me why he lied to you. He rightly believed that he was stimulating your imagination. He attached great value to it. I remember him telling me that it was all that distinguished man from the beasts.
Dostoevsky, House of the Dead, Chapter 7, Page 321
>"But . . . but how can you be our comrades?" he asked in perplexity."
Alexander Solzhenitsyn, Gulag Archipelago Volume 2 (I forgot the page and chapter)
>If your back isn't broken, if your feet can walk, if both arms can bend, if both eyes can see, if both ears hear, then whom should you envy? And why?

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>> No.22240889

>>22240106
>I am a sick man. I am a spiteful man. I am an unpleasant man. I think my liver is diseased.

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>God isn't real, but I am.

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>> No.22240926

>>22240106
The greatest burden a child must bear is the unlived life of its parents

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>>22240106
>Aren't cicadas the luckiest?
>For their females lack voice

>> No.22241241

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.

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>>22240106
>I came up with this quote just a few minutes ago. I thought you would appreciate
>Just to be clear, I'm not a philosophical "aphorism maker". I'm just an atheist teenager who greatly values his intelligence and scientific fact over any silly fiction book written 3,500 years ago. That being said, I am open to any and all criticism.
>"God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him." - F. W. Nietzsche
>Eh?

>> No.22241304

>“The bird is gone, and in what meadow does it now sing?”
― Philip K. Dick, Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said

>> No.22241404

>While they were preparing the hemlock, Socrates was learning how to play a new tune on the flute. "What will be the use of that?" he was asked. "To know this tune before dying."

>> No.22242050

>'I study and read. I bet I've read everything you've read. Don't think I haven't. I consume libraries. I wear out spines and ROM-drives. I do things like get in a taxi and say, "The library, and step on it." My instincts concerning syntax and mechanics are better than your own, I can tell, with due respect.'
>But it transcends the mechanics. I'm not a machine. I feel and believe. I have opinions. Some of them are interesting. I could, if you'd let me, talk and talk. Let's talk about anything. I believe the influence of Kierkegaard on Camus is underestimated. I believe Dennis Gabor may very well have been the Antichrist. I believe Hobbes is just Rousseau in a dark mirror. I believe, with Hegel, that transcendence is absorption. I could interface you guys right under the table,' I say. 'I'm not just a creãtus, manufactured, conditioned, bred for a function.’
>I open my eyes. 'Please don't think I don't care.’