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petak, 22.07.2011.

I have a simple philosophy. Fill what's empty. Empty what's full. And scratch where it itches.

It is my hope that I can assist you in getting here too.
My pessimism extends to the point of even suspecting the sincerity of the pessimists.
What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth - Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?
The reason grandparents and grandchildren get along so well is that they have a common enemy.
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
Deeds, not words shall speak me.
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.

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