I will suffer the demands of the critics, I will blunt the words of my adversaries in debate, but never shall I submit to that cruel degradation that is so often endured by the closest of my peers. So often have I seen them not abused by others, but by substance. It is a friend, to be sure, upon first meeting and invitation, but immediately following, it reveals itself to be acid. How many of us has it struck down, unknowingly, and unwillingly? Its one façade is of destruction, yet we embrace it as if it were our own flesh and blood, and we take the veil that extends over its eyes and we make it all the longer.
Comte de la Nécrologie de Valeur
Edit: A nice example of drunken blogging. It's dangerous, friends.
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