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1 " Those ever more frequent nights when his loneliness became unbearable and he took solace in wine he would sometimes stand outside his tent holding his cup toward the great mass as if it lived and was then only slumbering beneath the stars. Drunk and bemused at its enormous dimensions he would mumble words at it, reaching out as if he could touch it. “Hail, you sleeping elephant—what would happen if you farted? Roll over, mighty carbuncle on the face of the earth, and dump the Jews in the sea of salt. I will live to crown you, Masada, with a wreath of my urine. "
― Ernest K. Gann , Masada
2 " I am not deliberately avoiding your question, General, only seeking a true answer. You ask if I am educated. Who knows what an edudated man is? My brain has been enriched with the logic of Aristotle, yet I know not how to milk a goat. I am acquaintanted with the science of Euclid, yet I cannot find a well or sail a vessel. I am familiar with Platonic philosophy, but I cannot build anything durable. Obviously I am an ignorant man. "