Once there was a man --
Oh, so wise!
In all drink
He detected the bitter,
And in all touch
He found the sting.
At last he cried thus:
"There is nothing --
No life,
No joy,
No pain --
There is nothing save opinion,
And opinion be damned."

Stephen Crane,
1905

The Black Riders and Other Lines: XLVII || The Black Riders and Other Lines: XLIX

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