In an age where there is much talk about "being yourself," I reserve to myself the right to forget about being myself, since in any case there is very little chance of my being anybody else.
-- Thomas Merton, Day of a Stranger

Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to be a hundred or a hundred and ten
For I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a quart of the Johnny Jump Up
-- Traditional Irish song, extolling the virtues(?) of cider fermented in old whiskey casks

I too am not a bit tamed—I too am untranslatable;
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
-- Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

Q: Why do colleges have math departments?
A: It's cheaper than institutionalizing all those people.

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