Writ by
Gen. Buck Turgidson
sometime around
7/18/2008 08:45:00 AM
. . . the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.
Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
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