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I consider the positions of kings and rulers as that of dust motes. I observe treasures of gold and gems as so many bricks and pebbles. I look upon the finest silken robes as tattered rags. I see myriad worlds of the universe as small seeds of fruit, and the greatest lake in India as a drop of oil on my foot. I perceive the teachings of the world to be the illusion of magicians. I discern the highest conception of emancipation as a golden brocade in a dream, and view the holy path of the illuminated ones as flowers appearing in one's eyes. I see meditation as a pillar of a mountain, Nirvana as a nightmare of daytime. I look upon the judgment of right and wrong as the serpentine dance of a dragon, and the rise and fall of beliefs as but traces left by the four seasons. Mu.
:B
My husband says that I am special, but I am not. I feel like a heaping steaming pile of runny shit on a grating, black-tar shingle on an icy morning with frost on it. I am in total despair and I feel like I can not talk to him about it because it is not fair to him, which means I can not talk to anyone about it and I am completely alone. Everything I feel can easily be labeled "selfish" but I feel it - so everything I feel is selfish and I am not allowed to feel anything. Fuck this. I've been hitting myself and it feels really good. I surprised myself when I smacked myself in the face the first time, but I've done it many times since then and it always feels good. It feels good to finally treat myself the way I want and deserve to be treated - like SHIT. Fuck my face, fuck my body, fuck my words, my lies, my truths, my faith, fuck all of everything that I am. I want to beat the ever loving shit out of myself. I want to hit myself until I swell and bruise and bleed because I deserve every blow. 990190041
:C
When I was first approached about debating at Oxford, I was like, How am I going to do this? I barely got a diploma. How do I debate against professors? But my husband at the time said, "Do you think those professors know more about pornography than you?" So I wrote a ten-minute speech. But I never looked down at it once. The passion just poured out of me. I could see how many people in the audience were against me in the beginning. But as I got into my story and talked about all the things I've learned along the way, I could see the tide turning. I could see the women in the audience understanding that I'm just a normal girl, and slowly they started to relate to me. After a debate at Oxford, the audience can walk out of one of two doors -- one for pro, another for con. I stood there watching nearly everybody go through the pro door. It was beautiful. There are certain moments in my life that I remember kind of stepping back and thinking to myself, Please print this on your brain, because this is something that you want to be able to tell your children. That was one of those moments. I win, motherfucker. I win. -Jenna Jameson
:D
Let every one of us cultivate, in every word that issues from our mouth, absolute truth. I say cultivate, because to very few people — as may be noticed of most young children — does truth, this rigid, literal veracity, come by nature. To many, even who love it and prize it dearly in others, it comes only after the self-control, watchfulness, and bitter experience of years. -Dinah Craik
:E
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger, neither apple nor pine in pineapple ... English muffins were not invented in England or French fries in France. Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat. We take English for granted. But if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig. And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham? If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth, beeth? One goose, two geese. So one moose, two meese? One index, two indices? Is cheese the plural of choose? If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?...If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat?... In what language do people recite a play, and play at a recital? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? How can the weather be hot as hell one day and as cold as hell another? When a house burns ups, it burns down. You fill in a form by filling it out and an alarm clock goes off by going on. When the stars are out, they are visible but when the lights are out, they are invisible.