Marxism is a sadism with a simple formula: My happiness becomes real the moment yours is dematerialized

A la recherche du temps perdu has been variously translated as A Remembrance of Things Past and In Search of Lost Time

On the one hand even the talking cure can’t cure death On the other hand you can’t talk it to death

Natural disaster was always an act of God With climate change we’ve made it our own

The distant past– Strong enough for a man, pH balan… The recent past– Strong enough for a woman The present–

All sense of control is an illusio… except for the control you feel in letting go of your need for contro… handing it over to God or to other people

Each and every TikTok is a remake of the Zapruder film

When an American marries into a brood of Scots it’s a matter of when and not if we overdo it with the family tarta…

Going home had come to feel like dining in a restaurant where the food is celebrated but the customers merely tolerated

The soul is like water The body a glass And a dead body is just A glass from which All the water has evaporated

I thought I was choosing between Life and death When really, I was choosing betwe… First and last place So, when I thought I chose life

Everyone looks out for their own f… This is normal But looking out for your own first by dehumanizing the other for looking out for their own firs…

I want what you want so I want a cow

Our glass Is an hourglass And whether it is half-full Or half-empty Time is running out