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The year 2008 was a reminder to those who had forgotten that there is such a thing as history and that the cycle of famine and feast in commerce, first identified in antiquity and well understood in the Middle Ages, was not suddenly abolished in modern times. ↗

— James Buchan

#antiquity #commerce #cycle #famine #feast

But I was sure of one thing. If God were a father, with children, that cleanliness I had been feeling wasn't God. ↗

— Frances Farmer

#children #cleanliness #father #feeling #god

There are signs that the age of petroleum has passed its zenith. Adjusted for inflation, a barrel of crude oil now sells for three times its long-run average. The large western oil companies, which cartellised the industry for much of the 20th century, are now selling more oil than they find, and are thus in the throes of liquidation. ↗

— James Buchan

#adjusted #age #average #barrel #century

The more people pointed at me in scorn the more stubborn I got and when they began calling me the Bad Girl of West Seattle High, I tried to live up to it. ↗

— Frances Farmer

#bad girl #began #calling #girl #got

To give money to a woman - and here I must speak as a man - is to deny her special quality, her irreplaceability, and reduce her unique amiability to a commodity. Money takes away her name, while transforming her lover into a nameless customer of a market of appetites. ↗

— James Buchan

#away #commodity #customer #deny #give

We read too much Shakespeare at school, and view our parliamentary politics as dynastic drama, in which an impatient crown prince frets at his long subordination and begins to scheme for the throne he knows he merits, was promised and has earned. ↗

— James Buchan

#crown #drama #earned #frets #his

I didn't think then, and I still don't, that I was actually sick. ↗

— Frances Farmer

#i #sick #still #then #think

I think God just died of old age. And, when I realized that he wasn't any more, it didn't shock me. It seemed natural and right! ↗

— Frances Farmer

#any #died #god #i #i think

It puzzled me that other people hadn't found out, too. God was gone. We were younger. We had reached past him. Why couldn't they see it? It still puzzles me. ↗

— Frances Farmer

#god #gone #had #hadn #him

The Sunday School teacher talked too much in the way our grade school teacher used to when she told us about George Washington. Pleasant, pretty stories, but not true. ↗

— Frances Farmer

#george #george washington #grade #grade school #much