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Life Has To Be Given A Meaning Because Of The Obvious Fact That It Has No Meaning.

I'm Delirious Because I'm Dying So Fast.

My Hunger And Curiosity Drive Me Forward In All Directions At Once.

'life', Said Emerson, "consists In What A Man Is Thinking All Day." If That Be So, Then My Life Is Nothing But A Big Intestine.

Every Day The Choice Is Presented To Us, To Live Up To The Spirit That Is In Us, Or Deny It.