Love - true love - is a precious thing. It is painful, uncomfortable, makes fools of us all, but it is what breathes meaning and color and purpose into our lives.

I think that when in doubt about the truth of an issue, it's safer and in better taste to select the least numerous of the adversaries.

and never really thought I'd amount to anything. It was precisely what I wanted the whole world to think; then I could sneak in, if that's what they wanted, and sneak out again, which I did.

floor, shaking a dice-box and laughing excitedly.

Written By George Orwell

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