A sheep will never be able to understand why Easter should be celebrated slaughtering lambs.
aphorism by Valeriu Butulescu from Immensity of the Point, translated by Eva A. Ziem
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You must have a thorough knowledge of the mechanism of banality to be able to rise above it.
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In order not to contradict oneself, one needs either solid principles or an excellent memory.
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The generations to come may rediscover fire by finding an unexploded prehistoric atomic bomb.
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The progress of values is checked by filters which allow only the lesser ones to pass through.
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She found that black clothes suit her. Ever since, she has prayed for the death of a relative.
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Some people are willing to buy scars provided they can register them in their personal record.
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He was glad to hear that it would cost him his head. He had no idea he could get off so easily.
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They have not been concerned with my disease ever since they found out that it is not catching.
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Poetry was born the night man stared contemplating the moon, being aware that is was not edible.
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