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Well you sure said a whole lot of nothing.
Just like this
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Oscar Wilde wrote:
To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.
It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.:
Sounds like he sure said a whole lot of nothing also.
This is funny....
:When you didn't reply indignantly to my response, which, I admit, was out of line, I learned a new respect. However, you have shattered that idealism because, in actuality, your remark, which I had thought to be quite clever and pleasantly unconfrontational, was just a high-handed attempt to not "stoop to [my] level.":
:My comment was absolutely appropriate. Thankfully, JRVA took it lightly as he should have. However, I asked a question worth serious consideration and not meaningless circumlocution.:
Now tell me, Was it out of line, or absolutley approprite?
And this....:
I apologize. I hope it makes you feel better. I like that you added the inane smily face after venting your frustration and self-righteous indignation. That gave it the final touch of exactly the emotion you did not want to convey. Why? I don't know.:
Are you apoligizing, Or using the words I apoligize, to get a few more swipes at me?
I am immature, and I have feelings too. I try to look the other way when I am insulted, and consider the source. I hope I never reach the level of intellectual superiority you have reached, if it means talking the gobbledegook you speak. I am sorry I speak in cliches, and I am sorry this isnt the lit forum of perfect answers and professionial writers you were seeking. I am just me and I really dont try to make any apoligizes for myself, other than if I offend. I am sorry my answer offened you. I really was just trying to speak, and give you an answer because no one had replied to you. I really hope you have a nice day, and please, if you feel the need to bash me any more, please P.M. me,Theres no more need to do it here. We should probably let a few more people respond to your thread, so you might get the answer you seek.
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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