A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake is still.
The smitten rock that gushes,
The trampled steel that springs,,
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings
Mirth is mail of anguish,
In which its cautious arm
Lest anybody spy the blood
And, you're hurt exclaim.
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Wars damage the civilian society as much
as they damage the enemy. Soldiers never get over it.
Wars damage the civilian society as much
as they damage the enemy. Soldiers never get over it.
I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, read more
I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, and to transfer the suspicion or dislike to the one who found pleasure in pointing out the defects of another.
The zen of flyfishing is that zen masters
don't fish.. the Buddha suffocates no creature.
The zen of flyfishing is that zen masters
don't fish.. the Buddha suffocates no creature.
More than 90 percent of all the prisoners in our American prisons have been abused as children.
More than 90 percent of all the prisoners in our American prisons have been abused as children.
One may be continually abusive without saying any thing just; but one cannot be always laughing at a man without read more
One may be continually abusive without saying any thing just; but one cannot be always laughing at a man without now and then stumbling on something witty.
There are none more abusive to others than they that lie most open to it themselves; but the humor goes read more
There are none more abusive to others than they that lie most open to it themselves; but the humor goes round, and he that laughs at me today will have somebody to laugh at him tomorrow.
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar.
If it looks like shit, smells like shit, and feels like shit, you don't have to actually eat it to read more
If it looks like shit, smells like shit, and feels like shit, you don't have to actually eat it to know it's shit.
