I can handle bullshit. However copious, however arbitrary: I am confident in the extent of my stoicism, I could be a Kolmogorov, it would flow over me without touching the heart. I'm capable of not caring about what I do.
Logically, I would be worse off if I couldn't stand it, if I was forced to be Solzhenitsyn. But I can't help admiring people who can't put up with it. I have an extra ability, and many extra opportunities, but they've the crown.
Logically, I would be worse off if I couldn't stand it, if I was forced to be Solzhenitsyn. But I can't help admiring people who can't put up with it. I have an extra ability, and many extra opportunities, but they've the crown.
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