I'm writing an email in which I am attempting to do justice to a recent bit of family nonsense (over the hills and far away; no one you know) and out comes the comment:
"It's a circus, my friend, and the clowns just keep coming out of the car."
The Lord loveth a cheerful blogger.
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"But I own that I cannot see as plainly as others do, and I should wish to do, evidence of design and beneficence on all sides of us. There seems to me too much misery in the world. I cannot persuade myself that a beneficent and omnipotent God would have designedly created that a cat should play with mice." -- Charles Darwin, Letter to Asa Gray
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1 comment:
By the same token, "Life is like a box of chocolates. Some other asshole has always gotten to them first and taken all the really good ones."
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