Author: Henry David Thoreau (---.spacegate.com.ua)
Date: 01-07-06 16:33
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So, now I have confess'd that he is thine,
And I my self am mortgag'd to thy will,
Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mine
Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still:
But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free,
For thou art covetous, and he is kind;
He learn'd but surety-like to write for me,
Under that bond that him as fast doth bind.
The statute of thy beauty thou wilt take,
Thou usurer, that putt'st forth all to use,
And sue a friend came debtor for my sake;
So him I lose through my unkind abuse.
Him have I lost; thou hast both him and me:
He pays the whole, and yet am I not free.
Life is eating us up. We all shall be fables presently. Keep cool: it will be all one a hundred years hence. -- Ralph Waldo
Protecting the rights of even the least individual among us is basically
the only excuse the government has for even existing.
No government ever voluntarily reduces itself in size. Government
programs, once launched, never disappear. Actually, a government bureau is
the nearest thing to eternal life we'll ever see on this earth!