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“Potentially, a government is the most dangerous threat to man's rights; it holds a legal monopoly on the use of physical force against legally disarmed victims. When unlimited and unrestricted by individual rights, a government is man's deadliest enemy. It is not as protection against private actions, but against governmental actions that the Bill of Rights was written.”

“Potete avvicinarvi all'atto dello scrivere con nervosismo, eccitazione, speranza, o anche disperazione, la sensazione cioè che non riuscirete mai a mettere sulla pagina quello che avete nella mente e nel cuore. Potete avvicinarvi a quell'atto con i pugni chiusi e gli occhi stretti, pronti a menare e a prendere nota dei nomi. Potete mettervici perché volete farvi sposare da una certa ragazza o perché volete cambiare il mondo. Mettetevici in qualsiasi modo, ma non alla leggera.”

“Pothinus: "Is it possible that Caesar, the conqueror of the world, has time to occupy himself with such a trifle as our taxes?" Caesar: "My friend, taxes are the chief business of a conqueror of the world.”

“Pothole in the Sky My veins ground too deep to become a statue,
And the flight is delayed too late—
So I take off again. I take off without the vein of the city
That lifts me to heaven with a million lights
And a few streets in between. The darkness blooms like a desert,
And in my aeroplane, I become a small flower,
Travelling too far and without sight. Clouds outside windows become a stair frame,
And the dark blue of mornings drifts by,
While I dream of Paris and every thought That drifted by.”

“Potluck Supper with Meeting to Follow is a marvel, deftly examining the connections between art and everyday life. Andy Sturdevant's lively, unique inquiries into trust fund kids, co-opted flags, gubernatorial portraits, art in second-tier cities, and Upper Midwestern esoterica, brim with both wit and humor.”

“Potpuno se pouzdajem u sebe, i znam da se mogu suočiti sa svim problemima koji su preda mnom, ali iskreno, nemam isto pouzdanje u njega, ili u iti jednog tipa u našem bolesnom društvu. Da je naša veza itekako mogla uspeti, morali bismo biti jako snažni. Nas oboje. Ne bih mogla sve sama izgurati. Pa, iako me on nastavio ganjati i svako toliko mi slao e-mail znala sam da to progovara samo jedna strana njega - slaba strana. Znala sam da nije pronašao rešenje našeg problema. Zato sam ga nastavila odbijati i negirati svoja osećanja, ne dopuštajući da me uvuče u svoju slabost. Jedno je od nas moralo biti snažno. Ja sam odlučila da ću to biti ja. Možeš biti sigurna draga, da su obojica - iako je među njima velika generacijska razlika - izrađeni po istom modelu: pasivnom i slabom. Oni su robovi reakcionarnih običaja i prastarih tradicija iako se njihovi prosvetljeni umovi pretvaraju da odbijaju takve stvari ! To je kalup za sve muškarce u našem društvu. Oni su samo piuni koje njihove porodice pomiču po poloči!”

“Potrei essere qui in quanto qualcuno vuole che sia così. C'è chi lo crede. Dio? dice lei con dolore e ironia nella voce.Se esistesse andrebbe licenziato per giusta causa, incapacità, assenteismo, e poi giustiziato per crudeltà, bruciato per eresia contro le verità che lui stesso ha proclamato. Già fatto, dico io. Già frustato, crocifisso, ucciso e sepolto. Ma pretende l'esistenza, risponde lei, e si sazia feroce dei desideri che ci incidono il cuore.”

“Potrei volare da Barcellona a Londra con Ryanair e poi soggiornare in un hotel a cinque stelle. Ryanair pensa che io sia il loro tipo di cliente, mentre l’hotel pensa che io sia un tipo di cliente a cinque stelle. In realtà potrei essere un viaggiatore più interessato al cuscino su cui dormo rispetto che al sedile su cui mi siedo per due ore. In questo modo, nessuno dei due brand comprenderà le mie reali preferenze di stile di vita finché non inizieranno a collaborare.”

“Potremmo affermare che il Futuro (con la F maiuscola) non esista affatto ma che, al contrario, (co)esistano tanti futuri (con le f minuscole) possibili e ugualmente probabili. Quale di questi diventerà il "nostro" Futuro non è in nostro potere prevedere, ma -a conti fatti- è proprio questo l'aspetto più eccitante della scrittura speculativa.”

“Pots hung from the ceiling beams, between the festoons of braided garlic, the hams, the salsicce, bunches of mountain herbs for medicine, strings of dried porcini, necklaces of dried apple rings in winter, chains of dried figs. The smell of onions, of hot lard and smoldering oak wood, of cinnamon and pepper, always seemed to hang in the air. The larder was full of meat at all times, needless to say: not small pieces, but huge joints and sides of beef and lamb, which Mamma and Carenza could never hope to use just for our household, and which were quietly passed on to the monks of Santa Croce so that they could feed the poor. Carenza made salami with fennel seeds and garlic, prosciutto, pancetta. Sometimes the air in the larder was so salty that it stung your nostrils, and sometimes it reeked of spoiled blood from the garlands of hares, rabbits, quail, thrushes and countless other creatures that would arrive, bloody and limp, from Papa's personal game dealer. Next to the larder, a door led out to our courtyard, which Mamma had kept filled with herbs. An ancient rosemary bush took up most of one side, and the air in summer was always full of bees. Sage, thyme, various kinds of mint, oregano, rocket, hyssop, lovage and basil grew in Mamma's collection of old terra-cotta pots. A fig tree was slowly pulling down the wall, and a tenacious, knotted olive tree had been struggling for years in the sunniest corner.”

“Potser el silenci per descobrir nous ritmes, potser la música per fer molt més intensos els ritmes del silenci. Els fulls dels llibres com un espai molt íntim que mai refusa. Del vent me’n quedo la inquietud que vibra a cada fulla. Pledejo encara, tossut i temerari, amb vells dimonis; un ritme greu compassa raonaments i dubtes. Amb les mancances m’he fet una cuirassa per sobreviure.”

“Poucos professores compreendem que a finalidade do ensino da história não deve consistir em aprender de cor datas e acontecimentos ou obrigar o aluno a saber quando esta ou aquela batalha se realizou, quando nasceu um general ou quando um monarca, quase sempre sem significação, pôs sobre a cabeça a coroa dos seus avós. (...) Aprender história quer dizer procurar e encontrar as forças que conduzem às causas das ações que vemos como acontecimentos históricos.”

“Poultry Farm (Sonnet) First law of poultry farming: keep your livestock busy with trivial problems, so they stay ever oblivious to systemic criminal activities. That's why the West makes such a song and dance about Hitler, so that the actual world criminals never lose their pedestal of heroic honor. World War 2 is the ultimate geopolitical smoke screen, fed to the livestock religiously, with Hitler as the moral decoy, so that Planet Earth never grows the brain or the backbone to question the extinction level crimes of the White Allies. Fascism is not an anomaly, it's the Operating System of Mock Democracy.”

“Poultry workers are paid very little: in the United States, two cents for every dollar spent on a fast-food chicken goes to workers, and some chicken operators use prison labor, paid twenty-five cents per hour. Think of this as Cheap Work. In the US poultry industry, 86 percent of workers who cut wings are in pain because of the repetitive hacking and twisting on the line. Some employers mock their workers for reporting injury, and the denial of injury claims is common. The result for workers is a 15 percent decline in income for the ten years after injury. While recovering, workers will depend on their families and support networks, a factor outside the circuits of production but central to their continued participation in the workforce. Think of this as Cheap Care. The food produced by this industry ends up keeping bellies full and discontent down through low prices at the checkout and drive-through. That's a strategy of Cheap Food....You can't have low-cost chicken without abundant propane: Cheap Energy. There is some risk in the commercial sale of these processed birds, but through franchising and subsidies, everything from easy financial and physical access to the land on which the soy feed for chickens is grown to small business loans, that risk is mitigated through public expense for private profit. This is one aspect of Cheap Money. Finally, persistent and frequent acts of chauvinism against categories of animal and human life -- such as women, the colonized, the poor, people of color, and immigrants -- have made each of these six cheap things possible. Fixing this ecology in place requires a final element -- the rule of Cheap Lives. Yet at every step of this process, humans resist....”

“Pounce had it easier than any of us. No one noticed a black cat in the street. He stopped here and there to sniff aught of interest. Wherever our Rat stopped, Pounce was there, close enough to see up the Rat's nose. I was so proud. Now there was a proper god, making himself useful! Since my thought might be deemed blasphemy, I said silent prayers to the Goddess and to Mithros. I begged forgiveness and asked them not to misunderstand. Since I wasn't blasted where I stood, I guess they forgave me, or they hadn't heard my blasphemy.”

“Pounce trotted past the newcomers, carrying a black kitten with a white bib and mittens in his mouth. The small creature hung in Pounce’s grip, ears flat, hindquarters and tail curled up. It seemed as dejected as a body could be at my cat’s handling… My cat dropped his captive in Aniki’s lap. He then lectured her in meows, saying, I cannot let you maul me about. Do it to him. …Kora grabbed Pounce. “Why her?” she asked, holding Pounce up. “I’m a mage. By rights I should have a cat. You like Aniki more than you like me!” Ersken said, “I think Pounce is in a giving mood today.” Here came my cat with a second kitten. This one was a light and dark brown ball with thin black stripes and spots. Pounce dropped it in front of Kora.”

“Pound a few cups of the fizzy stuff [sparkling water] before digging in to your seared Branzino, and you'll realize that you're full after eating only a fraction of what you would normally ingurgitate. It's like an ephemeral version of fiber that won't sit around and threaten you with the risk of imminent flatulence.”