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  • The Road to Wigan Pier

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    • Jude the Obscure

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      • There is no God; Janice can die:
        Rabbit, Run

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        • Ficciones

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          • Steppenwolf

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                • The Last Days of Judas Iscariot

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                  • God, the panic within the Dems, MSM, and left must be horrifying...realizing that Joe is really the best they've got.

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                    • The Illusory Self

                      I am composed of body and soul, I seem to have mind, reason, sense, yet I find none of them my own.

                      For where was my body prior to my birth, and whither will it go when I have departed? Where are the various states produced by the life stages of an illusory self?

                      Where is the newborn babe, the child, the boy, the pubescent, the stripling, the bearded youth, the lad, the full-grown man?

                      Whence came the soul, whither will it go, how long will it be our mate? Can we tell its essential nature? When did we acquire it? Prior to our birth? But we were not then in existence. What of it after death?

                      But then we who are embodied, compounds endowed with quality, shall be no more, but shall hasten to our rebirth, to be with the unbodied, without composition and without quality.

                      But now, inasmuch as we are alive, we are the dominated rather than the rulers, known rather than knowing.

                      The soul knows us, though unknown by us, and imposes commands we are obliged to obey as servants their mistress. And when it will, it will transact its divorce in court and depart, leaving our home desolate of life. If we press it to remain, it will dissolve our relationship. So subtle is its nature that it furnishes no handle to the body.

                      ― Philo of Alexandria

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                      • Kenneth Grahame
                        http://thailandchatter.com/showthrea...ll=1#post45112

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                        • Blood River: A Journey to Africa's Broken Heart

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                          • God, the panic within the Dems, MSM, and left must be horrifying...realizing that Joe is really the best they've got.

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                            • -America
                              Dewey Bunnell ...
                              http://thailandchatter.com/showthrea...ll=1#post45112

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                              • I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
                                It felt good to be out of the rain
                                In the desert you can remember your name
                                'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain...

                                - Dewey Bunnell

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