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Mike did not seem to grasp the idea of Creation itself. Well, Jubal wasn't sure that he did, either--he had long ago made a pact with himself to postulate a Created Universe on even-numbered days, a tail-swallowing eternal-and-uncreated Universe on odd-numbered days--since each hypothesis, while equally paradoxical, neatly avoided the paradoxes of the other--with, of course, a day off each year for sheer solipsist debauchery.
Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land
Jezebel wasn't born with a silver spoon in her mouth
She probably had less than every one of us
But when she knew how to walk, she knew
How to bring the house down
Can't blame her for her beauty
She wins with her hands down
Sade, Jezebel
I am ... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
Neil Diamond. I Am ... I Said
I am my world.
Ludwig Wittgenstein
Jezebel, Sade