#ship

I had a dream about you. Just as in real life, I was a man, and you were a mannequin. Well, in my dream you were a mannequin, but in real life you’re much less charismatic and talkative.
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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#dreams #funny #humor #life #relationships

I had a dream about you. You took control of my body and forced me to have sex with you. Then you called the cops, and the police said I raped you—but I was the one who was raped. If I had known you were that kind of person, I’d have never voted you into political office in the first place.
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— Jarod Kintz

#dreams #funny #humor #life #relationships

I had a dream about you. We were in the distant future. We were in love. We were so old and decrepit and one by one our body parts had been replaced by mannequin parts. But I still loved you, even though you looked like you belonged in a department store. 
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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#dreams #funny #humor #life #relationships

Most of my relationships have been like that - with record companies. I've never had a legitimate business relationship with a company. I've always had a personal relationship with someone in the company. ↗

— Ornette Coleman

#been #business #companies #company #had

Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole. ↗

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#antipathy #both #constitutes #each #friendship

True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it is lost. ↗

— Charles Caleb Colton

#health #known #like #lost #seldom

Although Customs and Border Protection analyzes cargo and other information to target specific shipments for closer inspection, it still physically inspects only a small fraction of the containers under its purview. ↗

— Mike Fitzpatrick

#border #cargo #closer #containers #customs

What's strange about the whole thing is that although it's riddled with nonsense, altogether it's true - Julie's told our story, mine and hers, our friendship, so truthfully. It is us. We even had the same dream at the same time. How could we have had the same dream at the same time? How can something so wonderful and mysterious be true? But it is. And this, even more wonderful and mysterious, is also true: when I read it, when I read what Julie's written, she is instantly alive again, whole and undamaged. With her words in my mind while I'm reading, she is as real as I am. Gloriously daft, drop-dead charming, full of bookish nonsense and foul language, brave and generous. She's right here. Afraid and exhausted, alone, but fighting. Flying in silver moonlight in a plane that can't be landed, stuck in the climb - alive, alive, ALIVE. ↗

— Elizabeth Wein

#reading #remembrance #dreams

Censorship always defeats it own purpose, for it creates in the end the kind of society that is incapable of exercising real discretion. ↗

— Henry Steele Commager

#censorship #creates #defeats #discretion #end

The fact is that censorship always defeats its own purpose, for it creates, in the end, the kind of society that is incapable of exercising real discretion. ↗

— Henry Steele Commager

#censorship #creates #defeats #discretion #end