
This is my hand. I can move it. The blood is pulsing in my veins. The sun is still at the zenith. And I am playing chess with death.
Antonius Block,
The Seventh Seal (1959).
Our crusade was so stupid that only an idealist could have thought it out!
Squire Jons.

Regards,…
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Added by J. Paul Lanier on November 20, 2010 at 6:00am —
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