"I denounce most, renounce most.
See ya, motherfuckas.
Game over."
There's a lot of quoting going on, between people I haven't had much communication with ... I like Paul's terse entry--it applies to every situation where you want to tell the crazies in your life to fuck off and get on with it. (I'm not talking about you). Necessarily.
And more of Paul's savory quotes:
Not to remain stuck to a person--not even the most loved--every person is a prison, also a nook.
Not to remain stuck to a fatherland--not even if it suffers most and needs help most--it is less difficult to sever one's heart from a victorious fatherland.
Not to remain stuck to some pity--not even for higher men into whose rare torture and helplessness some accident allowed us to look.
Not to remain stuck to a science--even if it should lure us with the most precious finds that seem to have been saved up precisely for us.
Not to remain stuck to one's own detachment, to that voluptuous remoteness and strangeness of the bird who flees ever higher to see ever more below him--the danger of the flier.
Not to remain stuck to our own virtues and become as a whole the victim of some detail in us, such as our hospitality, which is the danger of dangers for superior and rich souls who spend themselves lavishly, almost indifferently, and exaggerate the virtue of generosity into a vice.
One must know how to conserve oneself: the hardest test of independence.
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