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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2013 19:40:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;A man who all his life will be a bad versifier or a minor geometer could perhaps have become a great manufacturer of textiles.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2013 17:09:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;We do not know — neither the sophists, nor the orators, nor the artists, nor I— what the True, the Good, and the Beautiful are. But there is this difference between us: although these people know nothing, they all believe they know something; whereas, I, if I know nothing, at least have no doubts about it. As a result, all this superiority in wisdom which the oracle has attributed to me reduces itself to the single point that I am strongly convinced that I am ignorant of what I do not know.&quot;</description>
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  <description>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.artofeurope.com/larkin/index.html&quot;&gt;Philip Larkin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;- This Be The Verse&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;pre&gt;They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
  They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
  And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
  By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
  And half at one another&apos;s throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
  It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
  And don&apos;t have any kids yourself.
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