04 December, 2011

Candide, by Voltaire ...

is like one of the best pieces of literature out there.
And I'll stand by this until Voltaire himself tells me otherwise.

When I was younger, my grandmother would tell me that
a lady was always graceful, beautiful, delicate and delectable.

I think I am just now starting to figure out what she meant
by delectable.

I'm absolutely delicious, and intoxicatingly anonymous,
that's the best part.


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