You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
And certainly both Horses were doing, if not all they could, all they thought they could; which is not quite the same thing.
My argument against God was that the universe seemed so cruel and unjust. But how had I got this idea of just and unjust? A man does not call a line crooked unless he has some idea of a straight line. What was I comparing this universe with when I called it unjust?
The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That's the deal.
It is my opinion that a story worth reading only in childhood is not worth reading even then.
The gods, not out of mercy, have made me strong.
The literary man re-reads, other men simply read.
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