Glad tidings
If you don’t suffer fools gladly you will spend very little of your life feeling glad.
The Assyrians thought they were exceptional. The Egyptians too, and the Greeks. The Chinese of course, still exceptional. Romans were very exceptional. The Spanish were too, and the Portugese. The British – ah they were exceptional, the Sun didn’t set for a long time until it did. Germans, Japanese, Russians all exceptional for a while,
If you can’t write something original, best not to write anything at all.
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A runaway bus with your number on it, a heart attack, a crazed terrorist, a pot falling from a balcony, a cosmic ray hitting a cell nucleus. Will you make it home again from the supermarket?
How many people can I pass on the street today whose faces I almost remember but whose names I certainly forget?
When you are on stage the trick is to make it look like you are not acting, you haven’t rehearsed, and your part comes naturally. Same in life.
Reading a biography gives you the spurious feeling of life as being structured, ordered, logical, rational. Unlike, of course, your own life filled with chance, happenstance, chaos, randomness.
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