In a degenerate society, blackmail encounters a problem. Simply stated, the society reaches a point in degradation where nothing—no particular act—is revolting enough to offer blackmail value.
Desmond Urquhart, The Unsocial Sciences.
“But how did Palmer come to be the one who knows? How did that happen? Was he born that way? Born already knowing?”
Dickinson Holmes, The Book of Shoes.
I hunted for edges
The pond gathered rain
Worlds are strange when wet
Ann Sensabaugh, The Faulty Haiku.
“You’re a guy stuff happens to, Tommy. You have that knack. Or perhaps it has you?”
Sylvester Wickham, He Wishes To See You.
“And remember, young lady, that anything good in this life is strictly illusion. Only the bad things are real.”
Angela Unseld, ed., Letters from Uncle Hal.
There should be no limit placed on the contempt that one has for actors.
Logan Nygaard, A Treatise on Amusement.
Such-and-such is the case. Always.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
Materiality is ridiculous.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
Try as he might, Trevor could never account for all of his assumptions.
Jason Starling, ed., Adventures in Narrative Parsimony.
Philosophy: Explanations by explainers who might not exist.
Callista Ralph, Alphabet Soup.
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