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Monday, September 5, 2011

In The End

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Life's not always fair. Sometimes you can get a splinter even sliding down a rainbow.

-Terri Guillemets


What a piece of work is man. How noble in reason. How infinite in faculties. In form and moving how express and admirable. In action how like an angel. In apprehension how like a god. The beauty of the world, the paragon of animals.

-Hair, "What a Piece of Work is Man"


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