Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Goethe, Faust

A longing pure and not to be described drove me to wander over woods and fields, and in a mist of hot abundant tears I felt a world arise and live for me.
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4 comments:

  1. kid D4:24 PM

    would you make a pact with the devil for knowledge?

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  2. skippy haha10:02 AM

    most likely. it'd be very hard not to! it's probably what i do every time i 'inhale' a la bill clinton. would you?

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  3. Anonymous2:21 PM

    Ignorance is bliss

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  4. kid D9:37 AM

    i'm going with omnibus on this one. i think all that knowledge would lead to my demise.

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