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aloeverahe
Inhumane? Or Inhuman?

Adeline
Play with a frog? But... what if I can't find him?

Joker-Davian Williams
Com,mas everyw,h,ere commas, everywhere, commas don't, belong everywhere,

Jarod Kintz
Imma do both just in case.

a casual observer
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2ndplacewins
In class, we were talking about how cats teach themselves to hunt around their collar bells, and this dude followed that up with "well you know how Santa has those reindeer covered in those bells, right?" And what he going for was "the bells on cat collars are the same that reindeer are pictured wearing." But what *I* heard was "Santa's Reindeer are predator animals that are covered in bells for our protection" and let me tell you I did not appreciate that.

Bobohu
Be kind. So often we wish for tomorrow to be a good day when we are at our lowest. Some sort of sign that it gets better. Be a part of that better day for someone. The world does not magically decide that it will be softer on you today, tomorrow, the next day. And sometimes it starts with a message from someone else... be a part of someone's good day because you don't know how desperate they might be for it.

Tim O'Brien - The Things They Carried
All right," I said, "what's the moral?" "Forget it." "No, go ahead." For a long while he was quiet, looking away, and the silence kept stretching out until it was almost embarrassing. Then he shrugged and gave me a stare that lasted all day. "Hear that quiet, man?" he said. "That quiet - just listen. There's your moral.

David Foster Wallace - This is Water
But of course there are all different kinds of freedom, and the kind that is most precious you will not hear much talked about in the great outside world of winning and achieving and displaying. The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and discipline, and effort, and being able to truly care about other people and to sacrifice for them, over and over in myriad petty little unsexy ways, every day. That is real freedom.