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Infinity contains more things than you think.
Everything, for a start.
Including hunger.
Because there's a million billion images, but only one soul to go around.
(Witches Abroad)
😵
One or two of the old barrows had been exposed over the years, their huge
stones attracting their own folklore. If you left your unshod horse at one
of them overnight and placed sixpence on the stone, in the morning the
sixpence would be gone and you'd never see your horse again, either...
(Carpe Jugulum)
🤔
The day will come when the mystical generation of Jesus, by the Supreme Being
as his Father, in the womb of a virgin will be classified with the fable of
the generation of Minerva in the brain of Jupiter. But we may hope that the
dawn of reason and freedom of thought in these United States will do away with
this artificial scaffolding and restore to us the primitive and genuine
doctrines of this most venerated Reforme