I feel dissed and then some body
Said you gave away your stuff
Them which are evil pocket watch
And talk smack at night
It's going to snow but not so much
That they think it's cool

I no em vull referir a aquesta intel·ligència superficial, ornament balder dels esperits ociosos, ans a aquesta intel·ligència profunda i modera que s'aplica, per damunt de tot, a la consecució de coses útils.

Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand as well.

He walked on water. Perhaps. But could he have *swum* on land? In matching knickers and dark glasses? With his Fountain in a Love-in-Tokyo? In pointy shoes and a puff? Would he have had the imagination?

Written By Arundhati Roy

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