XXXIII

September 4, 2008 — 6 Comments

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
Susan Ertz

and yet…

All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than animals that know nothing.
Maurice Maeterlinck

still

What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.

but Woody has a point:

I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying.
Woody Allen

either way, another year and the quest for eternal life has not been found.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.
Ashley Montagu

6 responses to XXXIII

  1. Happy Birthday Duncan

  2. …or complete world domination!
    Happy Birthday, Duncan. 🙂

  3. Happy Birthday, Duncan.

  4. if i was next to you, in person – you'd think you were getting raped…because i'd have hugged you like a boa on the verge of snapping its prey's lungs.

  5. if i was next to you, in person – you'd think you were getting raped…because i'd have hugged you like a boa on the verge of snapping its prey's lungs.

  6. if i was next to you, in person – you'd think you were getting raped…because i'd have hugged you like a boa on the verge of snapping its prey's lungs.

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