#om

Indeed, organizing atheists has been compared to herding cats, because they tend to think independently and will not conform to authority. But a good first step would be to build up a critical mass of those willing to 'come out,' thereby encouraging others to do so. Even if they can't be herded, cats in sufficient numbers can make a lot of noise and they cannot be ignored. ↗

— Richard Dawkins

#cats #coming-out #organization #atheist

Ask a deeply religious Christian if he’d rather live next to a bearded Muslim that may or may not be plotting a terror attack, or an atheist that may or may not show him how to set up a wireless network in his house. On the scale of prejudice, atheists don’t seem so bad lately. ↗

— Scott Adams

#terrorism #truth #wisdom #atheist

The Garden En robe de parade. - Samain Like a skein of loose silk blown against a wall She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens, And she is dying piece-meal of a sort of emotional anaemia. And round about there is a rabble Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor. They shall inherit the earth. In her is the end of breeding. Her boredom is exquisite and excessive. She would like some one to speak to her, And is almost afraid that I will commit that indiscretion. ↗

— Ezra Pound

#personae #poem #poetry #boredom

I always think boredom is to some extent the fault of the bored. ↗

— Kate Ross

#boredom #boredom

Doing anything when you're bored is very very boring. Anyway, doing nothing is the point of being bored. The pleasure of being bored is mooning about and doing nothing. ↗

— Aidan Chambers

#boredom

Some women will spread a lie faster and wider than they’d spread their legs. These women are worse than whores. These women are politicians.
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— Jarod Kintz

#whores #women #politicians

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#winter

I found the prospect daunting, but somehow comforting, too, because the counselors insisted it could be done, and, after all, many of them were recovering alcoholics themselves. ↗

— Craig Ferguson

#comfort #recovery #rehab #recovery

Sometimes limbs must be re-broken to set properly, her heart too needed to shatter anew before it could truly heal. ↗

— Sherry Thomas

#romance #sherry-thomas #husband

I bow my head submissively and see that my chest is heaving, already dotted with the telltale flush of sexual arousal. ↗

— Donna George Storey

#erotica-romance #japan #tourism #travel #japan