And we mean to treat you all,' added Lydia, 'but you must lend us the money, for we have just spent ours at the shop out there.

Eso es la libertad. Tener una pasión, amontonar monedas de oro, y repentinamente dominar la pasión y arrojar el tesoro a todos los vientos. Liberarse de una pasión para someterse a otra, más noble. Pero, ¿no es ésta, también, una forma de esclavitud?

I write my lyrics into the computer and I hum my music into the dictaphone.

Time affords us the ability to blame past errors on others while whole heartedly pronouncing our futures successes.

Written By Douglas Adams

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