"They don't think it be like it is, but it do." - Oscar Gamble
Laugh, and the world laughs with you; weep, and you weep alone.
War is the continuation of politics by other means.
- Clausewitz
To the German Commander.
NUTS!
The American Commander.
"Of all God's creatures, there is only one that cannot be made slave of the leash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat."
Leaving is not enough; you must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house heโs never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Donโt wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes. Your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him, and you did and now you pull down the bridge between your houses. You make him call before he visits. You take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife and five cranberries. Donโt lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge, and you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong. They can smell it in the street.
"Throw a stick, and the servile dog wheezes and pants and stumbles to bring it to you. Do the same before a cat, and he will eye you with coolly polite and somewhat bored amusement. And just as inferior people prefer the inferior animal which scampers excitedly because someone else wants something, so do superior people respect the superior animal which lives its own life and knows that the puerile stick-throwings of alien bipeds are none of its business and beneath its notice. The dog barks and begs and tumbles to amuse you when you crack the whip. That pleases a meekness-loving peasant who relishes a stimulus to his self importance.
The cat, on the other hand, charms you into playing for its benefit when it wishes to be amused; making you rush about the room with a paper on a string when it feels like exercise, but refusing all your attempts to make it play when it is not in the humour. That is personality and individuality and self-respect -- the calm mastery of a being whose life is its own and not yours -- and the superior person recognises and appreciates this because he too is a free soul whose position is assured, and whose only law is his own heritage and aesthetic sense."
" A poet should be so crafty with words that he is envied even for his pains."
โ Criss Jami, Killosophy
Anton Chigurh: Don't put it in your pocket, sir. Don't put it in your pocket. It's your lucky quarter.
Gas Station Proprietor: Where do you want me to put it?
Anton Chigurh: Anywhere not in your pocket. Where it'll get mixed in with the others and become just a coin. Which it is.
"A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not."
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๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด,
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ณ๐ข๐ฑ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ,
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ค๐ช๐ฆ๐ต๐บ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด,
๐๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐๐ฆ๐ข, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ช๐ค ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ข๐ณ:
๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐๐ข๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ,
๐๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ช๐ฆ๐ธ๐ด, ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ
๐๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ, ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ,
๐๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฏ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฆ'๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด, ๐บ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ.
๐๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ถ๐ฆ ๐๐ค๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ--๐ณ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ!
๐๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต๐ด ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ท๐ข๐ช๐ฏ;
๐๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ณ๐ถ๐ช๐ฏ--๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ญ
๐๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ;--๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฌ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ
๐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ'๐ด ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ข๐จ๐ฆ, ๐ด๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ,
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต, ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ,
๐๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต๐ฉ๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฏ,
๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ, ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฐ๐ง๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ.
๐๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ด,--๐ต๐ฉ๐บ ๐ง๐ช๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ด
๐๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ช๐ญ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ,--๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฆ; ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ท๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐จ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ด
๐๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ'๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ,
๐๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด,
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ'๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐บ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ณ๐ข๐บ
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด
๐๐ช๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ข๐บ,
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ: โ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ข๐บ.
โ George Gordon Byron, 1788 - 1824
"The smallest feline is a masterpiece."