Why can't we be caring individuals? Why can't we just stop imagining that we are better than what we are? Just think about it. Nobody is caring about others! We only care about what we want! We only care about what we need! Why can't we just get over our imagined rights? Why can't we just learn to care about others? Do you really have to have everything you want? Why not just go without? Why not learn to care about the needs of others?
“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
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An Evening of Russian Poetry" by NABOKOV
“…seems to be the best train. Miss Ethel Winter of the Department of English will meet you at the station and…” —from a lette...
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Bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunnt-rovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthurnuk Interjection (nonce) A sound which ...
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