I hope to define my life, whatever is left,
by migrations, south and north with the birds
and far from the metallic fever of clocks,
the self staring at the clock saying, "I must do this."
- jim harrison
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"every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats." - mencken
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