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Joy and obligatory tears

I hasten to laugh at everything for fear of being obliged to weep at it.


That about sums it all up, doesn't it?

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writerwench
Mar. 8th, 2008 10:31 am (UTC)
Yeah. The English version... 'Ya gotta laugh.'
none_too_subtle
Mar. 8th, 2008 02:07 pm (UTC)
That *is* the English version. I don't think it means what you think it does. lol! :) Or maybe so... :)
writerwench
Mar. 8th, 2008 08:41 pm (UTC)
That's how I've always understood it - that if you don't choose to laugh at something, it's so godawful or stupid or appalling that you'd be crying at the waste of molecules.
none_too_subtle
Mar. 8th, 2008 10:03 pm (UTC)
Or you're hysterical. lol :D
ayoub
Mar. 8th, 2008 10:03 pm (UTC)
*hugs*

And yeah... Laughter is much better...
none_too_subtle
Mar. 8th, 2008 10:04 pm (UTC)
*hugs back*

Agreed.
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Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
The lady of situations.
Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card
Which is blank, is something that he carries on his back,
Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find
The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
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Tell her I bring the horoscope myself;

One must be so careful these days.

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