Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one’s mistakes.
Oscar Wilde (1854–1900), playwright
It was only one little bird dropping, but it was one symbolic leap for how all mankind feels.
It's too bad it wasn't an enormous condor to further bury him in his magnificent desolation.
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Friday, May 25, 2007
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