There has got to be a better way to say what we mean when we say “rearing children.”
March 29, 2012 • 1:23 pm 0
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I’m wearing green pants and my fly is unzipped.
I zip it up, but it always zips on down.
I’m confused by this.
July 7, 2011 • 9:35 am 1
There is considerable pain in each. Take for instance a stellar stanza from Gilbert and Sullivan’s Comic Opera the Mikado:
“His teeth, I’ve enacted,
Shall all be extracted
By terrified amateurs.“
Both Poetry and Dentistry should be a labor of love. But until then,
with bloody gums and churlish tounges,
July 6, 2011 • 12:19 pm 0
“I am a sick man. I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I think that my liver hurts. However I know nothing about my disease, and do not know for certain what ails me. I don’t consult a doctor for it, and never have, though I have a respect for doctors and medicine anyway (I am well educated enough not to be superstitious but I am superstitious.) No I refuse to consult a doctor from spite. That you probably will not understand.” – Fyodor Dostoyevski in Notes From The Underground. pg 1. paragraph 1.
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