Here stands the Great Machine! Its eyes are gold and silver, and its name is Urizen. Ever does it turn, marching forward into eternity, turning the blood of men into history. Caught in its terrible gears, the world wails. Turning, turning, ever turning: The end is marked by a wheel
To demand 'sense' is the hallmark of nonsense. Nature does not make sense. Nothing makes sense.
-Ayn Rand
If you're trying to choose between two theories and one gives you an excuse for being lazy, the other one is probably right.
-Paul Graham
In civilized life, where the happiness, and indeed almost the existence, of man depends so much upon the opinion of his fellow men, he is constantly acting a studied part.
-Washington Irving
Do you know that feeling that you get when you lean back too far in a chair and start to tip over, but then you catch youself?
I feel like that all the time.
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