Vanity is so anchored in the human heart that a soldier, a cadet, a cook, a kitchen porter boasts, and wants to have admirers, and even philosophers want them, and those who write against them want the prestige of having written well, and those who read them want the prestige of having read them, and I, writing this, perhaps have this desire, and those who will read this...
Blaise Pascal, Pensées (520)
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Ouch!
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Double ouch!
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