I asked my dog what he thought the best in man He said, 'The love you dispense to me twice daily from a can.' I said, 'Why do you think my question funny? And where would you be without my money?' I said, 'There may be some quality in us you must treasure.' 'It's despair,' he said, 'of which your money is the measure.'
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I said, 'What about our politics, philosophy, our history?' He said, 'If there is something admirable in these it is a mystery.' 'But there must be something in our system tell me at your leisure.' 'It's despair,' he said, 'of which your borders are the measure.'
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I said, 'What about technology, computers, nuclear fission?' 'I'm terrified of radiation, hate the television.' I said, 'There must be something in our scientific treasure.' 'It's despair,' he said, 'of which your weapons are the measure.'
'Feed me, you can beat me. I will love you till I die. But don't ask for admiration and don't ever ask me why.' I said, 'Why wait till now to demonstrate displeasure?' 'It's despair,' he said, 'of which my silence was the measure.'
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