Aphorisms and Short Prose II

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If someone approached you on the dance floor, admonishing, “What you’re doing doesn’t make sense”, “No one understands you”, “You’re crazy”, would you even hear them over the music? Ah, and I imagine if you turned to them, having heard some vague screaming in your ear, and, smiling, invited them to dance, they might retort that they had no idea how. Moral: write like you are dancing.

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16.

(from a lonely dictionary, open at “ex-“) Excuses are the epitaphs of halted motion; gravestones erected to what might have been.
Expectations are axes against tree trunks.
Experience desensitizes us to moral truth. It is an irony of history [that I must rationalize the virtue of disgust].

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17.

(from a political dictionary) Liberal: one who thinks problems can be fixed.

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18.

Where others tiptoe, tread.

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19.

(an oldie) We like to believe those better than us are more evil, too.

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20.

To travel a high-wire, one is taught patience, balance, care. One is never taught the value of momentum; the light which to discretion is a blur.

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21.

Gun-powder pen: one’s words are a cannon. This is not enough for fear.
Up the highest mountain, roll. Blind. Shoot! Create the inspirations, clear.

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22.

If you disallow a Nazi the swastika on his chest, he will wear one in his heart. If you forbid him his voice when weak, he will shout instead when strong — and what of your laws then? It is never a question of if fascism means war — only when. Grant it an audience, and in doing so create its enemy.

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23.

A culture ignorant of evil is incapable of fighting it.

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24.

(another oldie) What’s the point of being good if good means barely being?

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25.

Problems, like prices, are fixed. One is a question of cleverness, the other of will. It is the error of well-intentioned tyrants to believe the price of freedom, as with the price of consciousness, is merely a problem with it.

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26.

(a question of height) To maintain that bit of naivety, that bit of arrogance, required to say, “Of this I know nothing, for it is beneath me!” This is how we overcome the culture of permissiveness, of false sympathy.

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