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Book 22 - All-Star Batman Vol. 2

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All-Star Batman Vol. 2: Ends of the Earth by Scott Snyder 

Between Verona and Darujhistan

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Switching between the rainslicked streets of Verona with David Hewson's Romeo & Juliet and the blue gaslit streets of Steven Erikson's Darujhistan

children are dying

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"Children are dying."
Lull nodded. "That's a succinct summary of humankind, I'd say. Who needs tomes and volumes of history?
Children are dying. The injustices of the world hide in those three words." - Steven Erikson, Deadhouse Gates

On Repeat: Whiskey Lullaby by Brad Paisley & Alison Krauss

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Amazing voices especially when they harmonise...

one of those days

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There are those days when you make lunch and do a taste-test before packing it and then you end up eating all of it for breakfast... Well, today was one of those days...

we are contrary creatures

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We are contrary creatures, us humans, but that isn’t something we need be afraid of, or even much troubled by. And if you make a list of those people who worship consistency, you’ll find they’re one and all tyrants or would-be tyrants. Ruling over thousands, or over a husband or a wife, or some cowering child. Never fear contradiction, Cutter, it is the very heart of diversity. ― Steven Erikson, The Bonehunters

channeling Einstein

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A certain boy understands the practical application of the Theory of Relativity... If he says 5 minutes, it is at least 10 minutes long. If I say 5 minutes, it is only as long as 2 minutes or less.

children need fairy tales

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I find that there really are human beings who think fairy tales bad for children. I do not speak of the man in the green tie, for him I can never count truly human. But a lady has written me an earnest letter saying that fairy tales ought not to be taught to children even if they are true. She says that it is cruel to tell children fairy tales, because it frightens them. You might just as well say that it is cruel to give girls sentimental novels because it makes them cry. All this kind of talk is based on that complete forgetting of what a child is like which has been the firm foundation of so many educational schemes. If you keep bogies and goblins away from children they would make them up for themselves. One small child in the dark can invent more hells than Swedenborg. One small child can imagine monsters too big and black to get into any picture, and give them names too unearthly and cacophonous to have occurred in the cries of any lunatic. The child, to begin with, commonly likes horrors, and he continues to indulge in them even when he does not like them. There is just as much difficulty in saying exactly where pure pain begins in his case, as there is in ours when we walk of our own free will into the torture-chamber of a great tragedy. The fear does not come from fairy tales; the fear comes from the universe of the soul.

The timidity of the child or the savage is entirely reasonable; they are alarmed at this world, because this world is a very alarming place. They dislike being alone because it is verily and indeed an awful idea to be alone. Barbarians fear the unknown for the same reason that Agnostics worship it—because it is a fact. Fairy tales, then, are not responsible for producing in children fear, or any of the shapes of fear; fairy tales do not give the child the idea of the evil or the ugly; that is in the child already, because it is in the world already. Fairy tales do not give the child his first idea of bogey. What fairy tales give the child is his first clear idea of the possible defeat of bogey. The baby has known the dragon intimately ever since he had an imagination. What the fairy tale provides for him is a St. George to kill the dragon.

― G.K. Chesterton, Tremendous Trifles

I had come across a Neil Gaiman's quote that paraphrased this above passage.

Fairy tales are not true. They are more than true. Not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be defeated.

Starting young

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Bought a Snakes & Ladders and a few games later, @lorantmax has already learnt to cheat at dice throws...

On turning 37

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I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil,
this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and
their parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.

- Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass