There is a sorrow here that weeping cannot symbolize.

Baseball has the great advantage over cricket of being sooner ended.

I want nothing. There is no pizza. There is no you, no me, no us, no pizza. And don’t ever call me again, you scummy, slimy fungus-ridden dog turd, piece of fly crud.

The bullshitter ignores these demands altogether. He does not reject the authority of the truth, as the liar does, and oppose himself to it. He pays no attention to it at all. By virtue of this, bullshit is a greater enemy of the truth than lies are.

Written By Harry G. Frankfurt

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