Alice in Borderland

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Hunter S. Thompson

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I for my part do much wonder in what humor, with what soul or reason, the first man with his mouth touched slaughter, and reached to his lips the flesh of a dead animal, and having set before people courses of ghastly corpses and ghosts, could give those parts the names of meat and victuals, that but a little before lowed, cried, moved, and saw; how his sight could endure the blood of slaughtered, flayed, and mangled bodies; how his smell could bear their scent; and how the very nastiness happened not to offend the taste, while it chewed the sores of others, and participated of the saps and juices of deadly wounds.

“And suddenly, I looked at the bull. He had this innocence that all animals have in their eyes, and he looked at me with this pleading. It was like a cry for justice, deep down inside of me. I describe it as being like a prayer - because if one confesses, it is hoped, that one is forgiven. I felt like the worst shit on earth.”

This photo shows the collapse of Torrero Alvaro Munera, as he realized in the middle of the his last fight… the injustice to the animal. From that day forward he became an opponent of bullfights.

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Maya Angelou

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Mathilda: Leon, i think i’m kinda falling in love with you. It’s the first time for me, you know?
Leon: How do you know it’s love if you’ve never been in love before?
Mathilda: ‘Cause i feel it.
Leon: Where?
Mathilda: In my stomach. It’s all warm. I always had a knot there and now… It’s gone.
Leon: Mathilda, i’m glad you don’t have a stomach ache any more. I don’t think it means anything.

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John Green, “Faults in our Stars”

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