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Ot Picked From The Leaves Of Any Author, But Bred Amongst The Weeds And Tares Of Mine Own Brain.
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... not picked from the leaves of any author, but bred amongst the weeds
and tares of mine own brain.
-- Thomas Browne
Related:
Every man is apt to form his notions of things difficult to be apprehended, or less familiar, from their analogy to things which are more familiar.
Thus, if a man bred to the seafaring life, and accustomed to think and talk only of matters relating to navigation, enters into discourse upon any other subjec...
From my brain, an organ with a mind of it's own.
The long habit of living indisposeth us for dying. -- Sir Thomas Browne
Conservatives are line-bred from *way* back.
Okay, one more time. This is your brain. (egg) This is your brain on drugs.
(egg in frying pan) Any Questions? "Yeah, can I have mine scrambled?...
He who receives an idea from me receives instruction for himself without lessening mine
as he who lights his taper at mine receives light without darkening me. -- Thomas Jefferso...
In no event will the author be liable for ANY damages arising from the use, misuse, abuse, inability to use, etc.
etc., of this program, even if it were to initiate a complete mass to energy conversion of your personal computer, thus reducing the state in which you reside to a smoldering ruin....
weeds n. 1. Refers to development projects or algorithms that have no possible relevance or practical application.
Comes from `off in the weeds'. Used in phrases like "lexical analysis for microcode is serious weeds....
Truth springs from argument amongst friends. -- David Hume (1711-1776)