Know that we are all pawns of someone or something. One measure of wisdom is to know, as we are moved around the board, what the game is about.
The blood of the living, animal and man alike, greases the gears of the universe. Pain fuels the great machine.
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🔎 Polisiye
💕 Romantik
🚀 Bilim Kurgu
🏰 Fantastik
📖 Klasik
🧠 Kişisel Gelişim
🏛️ Tarih
😱 Gerilim
Youth is sweet, but we lack the wisdom to truly savor it, eh? And before we know it, the sourness of the world poisons our palates.
‘I will take folly,’ I said when my turn finally came. ‘I lay claim to the fruits of human frailty.’ They laughed at me, every one of them. What sustenance could I draw from that? Memno mocked me. ‘Thin gruel! A minor god you will be, despised, reviled,’ he said. And he was right, for a time. But I knew. If one draws nourishment from human folly, one will never go hungry.
Is a man a god to the ants he treads upon without noticing?
It is always a marvel to me how human beings are so indifferent to tales of happy lives, instead wanting to hear stories of violence and despair.