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What the Marxist hates is the soul. He takes aim at the soul. That is the enemy.
Alice Trinculo, Speaking to Sparrows.
What the Marxist hates is the soul. He takes aim at the soul. That is the enemy.
Alice Trinculo, Speaking to Sparrows.
Q: However do we find out what “literature” is?
A: We ask someone who knows.
Charles Pfanning, Mild Interrogations.
“But the diagram doesn’t reveal,” said Devon. “It deceives.”
Benedict Elder, A Cosmopolitan Paradise.
The secular West is already polygamous. We just don’t make the “relationships” official.
Christopher Jayne, A Critique of Sincerity.
What purpose is served when the liar takes an oath?
Winston Joyce, Rational Agent Theory.
“If only I could know a slightly different form of unhappiness,” whispered Edna. “Then things would be better—I’m sure of it.”
Burdyce Goode, Wonderful With Dogs.
…and Tiberius, clubbed on the head with a footstool, fell dead.
Roone Giddings, Dirty Old Coins.
“Yes, Reggie, but you know as well as I do that biology does not apply to human beings.”
Benedict Elder, A Cosmopolitan Paradise.
The universe contains not a single intellectual abstraction. Not a single concept. Only humans carry those.
Adrian Childe, Greater Patterns in Bach.
With agriculture came society. And with that came the invention of “society”—the concept. That is: Here is something we can improve.
Hill Boothby, The Dazzling Realm of Almost.