The same questions are bothering me today as they did fifty years ago. Why is one born? Why does one suffer? In my case, the suffering of animals also makes me very sad. I’m a vegetarian, you know. When I see how little attention people pay to animals, and how easily they make peace with man being allowed to do with animals whatever he wants because he keeps a knife or a gun, it gives me a feeling of misery and sometimes anger with the Almighty. I say ‘Do you need your glory to be connected with so much suffering of creatures without glory, just innocent creatures who would like to pass a few years in peace?’ I feel that animals are as bewildered as we are except that they have no words for it. I would say that all life is asking: ‘What am I doing here?’
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I am finally healthy, I can honestly say that now, ... My shoulder's not bothering me. So now I'm not walking around with a scowl on my face like I've been for the past month or so. I'm happy and excited about this weekend, and may the best team win.
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The comfort zone takes our greatest aspirations and turns them into excuses for not bothering to aspire.
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You are right on target when you say that mad scientists have a total disregard for the wellbeing of others. We don't want to spread evil we just see no point in bothering to spread good.
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Prejudice is a great timesaver. It enables you to form opinions without bothering to get facts.
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