Of course, its easy to give up and agree with that pompous puszy Nietsche that style is everything.
But how much can you really trust the expounding of a guy that was afraid of winter?
"God is dead, and I have killed him"
I think he wrote that right after "Where are my pills? How come I could never get a real woman? What the hell is this caught in my mustache? Where are all the blankets?"
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"i think that's the real issue right there. first they tell us that there's no such thing as a brontosaurus, and then they tell us that pluto isn't a planet. i think after those two let-downs most americans have just decided "frag scientists." "- oops, I forgot who I quoted. adolescent something?
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