Any foolish boy can stamp on a beetle, but all the professors in the world cannot make a beetle.
~ Arthur Schopenhauer
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The other night I was sitting outside. I like to sit outside and watch the bats come out in the evening.
Well, on this particular evening, there was one mosquito in all the land. It was bothering me. I decided to go inside to escape it since my bat friends had not come to save me from it (which, in all honesty might have freaked me out).
The mosquito followed me in.
The moral of the story is: sometimes we try to escape our troubles, but our troubles follow us until we have fully dealt with them.
The other moral of the story is: I don't like mosquitoes.
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