“Social” is a gender construct.
Amanda Willcoxen, ed., The Literary and Philosophical Fragments of Gregory James Sallust.
Beware of those who would institute fascism in order to prevent “fascism.”
Ambrose Glendenning, The Crumbling Modern Buildings.
The mind hops, not from pleasure to pleasure but from hope to hope. Certainly never from truth to truth. But is “hopping” the right notion?
Christopher Hallows, The Red Herrings of Doom.
Rock music embodies a desire to destroy. Hopping up and down only seems harmless.
Octavius Kinder, A Sustainable Unhappiness.
“It’s stupid. It has always been stupid. Right up to this very breath!” Winston was having one of his decisive moments.
Grayling Scott, An Inventory of Characters.
If we examine the culture—even cursorily—we can see with ease that everything is odd. That there is a culture is odd. That there is language is odd. That there is an English language—odd. That there is science—odd. That there is business—odd.
P.J. Cahoon, The History of Crime.
squiring the circle
Andrew Tertullian, Pandora’s Ponderous Puns.
“It was so almost-didn’t-happen,” chirped Lila. And that was all she had to offer concerning her road trip with Beth and Lucy.
Brock Keefle, Truthful Tom.
“If you really want to punish her,” said Beresford, “deprive her of mirrors.”
Priscilla Onkers, All About Edward.
Q: When does self-obsession lead to self-harm?
A: At the outset.
Anthony Falfurrias, Pieces of Thought.
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