"I have an apple that thinks its a pear. And a bun that thinks it’s a cat. And a lettuce that thinks its a lettuce."
"It’s a clever lettuce, then."
"Hardly," she said with a delicate snort. "Why would anything clever think it’s a lettuce?"
"Even if it is a lettuce?" I asked.
"Especially then," she said. "Bad enough to be a lettuce. How awful to think you are a lettuce too."
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It's natural for a person to deny he's a failure as a human being.
That's why he searches for somebody who is more miserable than himself. That's why so much animosity exists on the internet.
Those who aren't able to find a more miserable person, turn to the internet and call other people losers, even though they've never met.
Just to make themselves feel superior. Isn't that pathetic?
There's a sense of security that comes from speaking badly of someone else.
But that isn't true salvation.

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