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Once again I felt light-headed, but this time it wasn't from the scent of lilacs; it was from the scent of my own death.Peter David
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The battered and pathetic thing that represented any claim to conscience I might have had turned away from me in disgust. Oddly, I couldn't blame it. I was disgusted myself. Disgusted at my weakness and my lack of resolution, at my refusal to see justice through in the name of the woman who had borne me.Peter David
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All people are, at heart, egocentric. We exist at the center of our own little universes. We believe that we are living out our lives as best we can, and that we have our own sphere of influence which exists of both friends and enemies. They in turn have their own friends and enemies with whom they interact. That is a given. But we, each of us, tend to put ourselves ahead of others because we believe that we are significant. We must attend to our own needs, desires, wants, and aspirations, because each of us is our own greatest priority. No one else cares for us as much as we do, no one else can exist in our skin. We think we're important. It is where our sense of self-worth comes up, where our egos reside, where "we" are. And we believe that each of our lives means something.Peter David
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Apropos, you're going to have to learn to sooner or later that you can't just let other people decide what the world around you should and shouldn't be.Peter David
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Lack of movement is a formidable force to overcome.Peter David
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There are some for whom the good of mankind is their primary concern, and others who basically put their own considerations before everyone else. I was among the latter.Peter David
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Noblest. Bravest. What rot. There was no bravery in buying oneself out of difficulty.Peter David
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Only in this world of topsy-turvy attitudes could outright stupidity, such as I had displayed, be something that got me high marks. I had an amused glimmering of a notion at that point: If I ever turned out to be a complete and utter fool, I could wind up running the whole kingdom. It was something to consider.Peter David
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Some time later, I sat in the wine cellar, staring at the walls while cradling a wineskin in my lap like a child, murmuring over and over as if lulling the child to sleep, 'I am shat upon. I am shat upon'.Peter David
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Youth believes itself immortal. There is a cure for such an attitude, but unfortunately it is a cure from which one never recovers.Peter David
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In retrospect, I would have to recommend against epiphanies. They are difficult on an emotional level, and they also sometimes move you to foolish and inopportune acts, which was what happened in my case.Peter David
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Unfortunately, the world does not always act in a manner consistent with one's plans for it.Peter David
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I guess it really had been brave .. . because it was so bugger-all stupid, and if there was one thing I'd come to realize, ti was that bravery and bugger-all stupidity went hand in hand.Peter David
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I remember so many things [.. .] The problem is, only half of them are true .. . and the half which is true keeps changing places with the half which is false.Peter David
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It seemed to me that, no matter what endeavor I was involved in, I was to be something of a sham.Peter David
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I woke up dead. Not only dead..but in hell. I had always been somewhat sketchy on what the afterlife - were there actually such a thing - would be like for a person such as I. From all accounts and all my imaginings, I figured it would be one of two things. Either I would be surrounded by great, burning masses that were endlessly immolating souls in torment.. or else I would find myself trapped within my own mind as a helpless bystander, condemned to watching me live out my life over and over again and powerless to do anything to change any of it. When idle speculation prompted me to dwell on these two options, I would find myself drawn invariably to the former, since the later was just too hideous to contemplate.. I was almost afraid to open my eyes, because once I did, I would know one way or the other. Perhaps I could have just lain there forever. Perhaps I was supposed to. Perhaps that was my true condemnation: to simply reside in hell with my eyes closed afraid of opening them lest matters deteriorate even further than they already had. This, in turn, made me dwell on the fact that every time I had believed things couldn’t get worse, they promptly had done so with almost gleeful enthusiasm.Peter David