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" In high school, we barely brushed against Ogden Nash, Lewis Carroll, Edward Lear, or any of the other so-unserious writers who delight everyone they touch. This was, after all, a very expensive and important school. Instead, I was force-fed a few of Shakespeare's Greatest Hits, although the English needed translation, the broad comedy and wrenching drama were lost, and none of the magnificently dirty jokes were ever explained. (Incidentally, Romeo and Juliet, fully appreciated, might be banned in some U.S. states.) This was the Concordance again, and little more. So we'd read all the lines aloud, resign ourselves to a ponderous struggle, and soon give up the plot completely. "
― , Prisoner of Trebekistan: A Decade in Jeopardy!
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" You remain so silent,as carried away,
through mist of your thoughts,so dark and so deep,
and even awake same as when asleep,
waiting for enlightenment of a newborn day.
I'm bound to your silence,to the core i'm bound,
to delicate stillness,so cruel and so tender,
that despite of danger,soul yearns to surrender,
to that mesmerizing absence of the sound.
I resign everything i once knew so clear,
throwing in the wind fragments of my past,
they are worth so little,they're nothing but dust,
nothing to remember,and nothing to fear... "
― Aleksandra Ninković
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" I had, therefore, to resign myself to commissioning a duplicate from a jeweller in Madrid. They did the work very nicely. The claws are curiously shaped, but the true marvel is the stone; it is so very limpid and weighs many carats, but notice also how it is hollowed out! You see that drop of green oil which takes the place of the internal tear? It is a drop of poison, an Indian toxin which strikes so rapidly and so corrosively that it only requires to come into momentary contact with one of a man's mucous membranes to rob him of his senses and induce rigour mortis.
'It is instant death, certain but painless suicide, that I carry in this emerald. One bite' - and Ethal made as if to raise the ring to his lips - 'and with a single bound one has quit the mundane world of base instincts and crude works, to enter eternity.
'Look upon the truest of friends: a deus ex machina which defies public opinion and cheats the police of their prey...'
He laughed briefly. 'After all, we live in difficult times, and today's magistrates are so very meticulous. Salute as I do, my dear friend, the poison which saves and delivers. It is at your service, if ever the day should come when you are weary of life! "
― Jean Lorrain , Monsieur De Phocas
