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An Old Irish Curse
May those that love us love us;
and those that don't love us,
may, God turn their hearts; if he
can't turn their hearts, may he
turn their ankles, so we'll
know them by their limping.
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As war becomes dishonored and its nobility called into question those honorable men who recognize the sanctity of blood will become excluded from the dance, which is the warrior's right, and thereby will the dance become a false dance and the dancers false dancers.
- Cormac McCarthy
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