“Principles? Bollocks!” sneered Fanshawe. “It’s aesthetics. It’s the worst thing of all—smudgy aesthetics.”
Allison Terew, The Shining Shifting Things.
My first question on the matter: Did Freud and Kinsey and the rest foresee that sexual freedom would be the source of misery and not the cure of it?
Addison West, The Ontology of Destruction.
“Where there are two,” said Peter, “there are always three.”
Christina Rubb, The Awful Puzzle.
Schaden Freudian
Andrew Tertullian, Pandora’s Ponderous Puns.
Olson was an anarchist, but only by following the dictum that he ought to be an anarchist.
Benedict Elder, A Cosmopolitan Paradise.
For the utopian, nothing in nature is immutable.
Nigel Swoone, Old Theories of Time.
“We have comedy again, Celeste! After all these years, we do have it again.”
Burdyce Goode, Philosophy of Vegetables.
“What is their attitude toward lying?” said Michael in a low voice. “Always ask yourself that.”
Everson Dwight, Theory of Machines, a Novel.
“You might well be a professor, Colin. But you are nothing but a punk to me.”
Ruth Ledgerwood, Death by Logic.
“Every now and then, our Emily would engage in a somewhat theatrical attempt at thinking. To the astonishment of all.”
Will Bestwyck, Letters From Mr. Palindrome.
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