Monday, August 13, 2007

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Finally to pose questions with a hammer, and sometimes to hear as a reply that famous hollow sound that can only come from bloated entrails — what a delight for one who has ears even behind his ears ... before whom just that which would remain silent must finally speak out.

- Friedrich Nietzsche
Twilight of the Idols: Or How One Philosophizes With a Hammer
(Bold type = mine. Alternate text here.)

Oh my dear, dear Fred. You see, I've been practicing with this here Sledge on a daily basis, and maybe soon, I hope to upgrade to a balls-out wrought iron Mjölnir.


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