I'm a working-class person, working with class.
I am not what I am..
They can do without architecture who have no olives nor wines in the cellar
When red-headed people are above a certain social grade their hair is auburn.
My meaning simply is, that whatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do well; that whatever I have devoted myself to, I have devoted myself to completely; that in great aims and in small, I have always been thoroughly in earnest.
I never could have done what I have done, without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one object at a time.
Historically and politically, the petit-bourgeois is the key to the century. The bourgeois and proletariat classes have become abstractions: the petite-bourgeoisie, in contrast, is everywhere, you can see it everywhere, even in the areas of the bourgeois and the proletariat, what's left of them.
Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.
Because you have no memory for things that happened ten or twenty years ago, you're still mouthing the same nonsense as two thousand years ago. Worse, you cling with might and main to such absurdities as 'race,' 'class,' 'nation,' and the obligation to observe a religion and repress your love.
We should never present flesh as somehow morally distinguishable from dairy. To the extent it is morally wrong to eat flesh, it is as morally wrong and possibly more morally wrong to consume dairy
Being vegan is easy. Are there social pressures that encourage you to continue to eat, wear, and use animal products? Of course there are. But in a patriarchal, racist, homophobic, and ableist society, there are social pressures to participate and engage in sexism, racism, homophobia, and ableism. At some point, you have to decide who you are and what matters morally to you. And once you decide that you regard victimizing vulnerable nonhumans is not morally acceptable, it is easy to go and stay vegan
It goes so fast, he thought, they don't tell you that, how fast it goes...
I am very proud, revengeful,ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I havethoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape,or time to act them in.
Everywhere we shine death and life burn into something new
Sameron adion asoI shall sing a sweeter song tomorrow
Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.
Dare to love yourselfas if you were a rainbowwith gold at both ends.
It's the witching hour once more-When the Muse comes out to play.He calls me through that magic door-Where galaxies of worlds await!
When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.
Had you but seen it, I promise you, your high-minded principles would have melted like candle wax. Never would you have wished such beauty away.
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