The back of my maths book.

So I flipped open my maths textbook today for some ungodly reason and I noted that the back cover was coated in scrawled notes, jotted down during some horrible lesson. Here's some of them, for lack of a better thing to post. Enjoy.

• What price purity? Mathematics is soulless.
• We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
• Apathy is the child of monotony.
• Once you become skilled in lies, nothing need ever be real again!
• If we can't be fixed, perhaps a joy must be taken in the fact we are broken.
• Familiarity breeds contempt. Contempt breeds friendship.
• Remembering to be yourself implies knowledge of the aforementioned.
• A mind like a fractured mirror - dangerous to touch, fascinating in the way it reflects things as distorted shapes, but ultimately something that is broken.
• Self-interest is far more valourous than self sacrifice.
• Numbers make the universe dance, so why is it that they are so boring?
• Those who claim to have made peace with death are delusional. Pleace cannot be made with the absolute opposite of everything we are - in the face of that absolute, comprehension is impossible.
• If you are what you eat, you can either have people feel slightly guilty about being around you or vaguely resentful. (LOL)
• Religious discussion is irrelevant, as the truly devout are given over to self-worship.
• The neurons fire, the pen writes, and I remain true to my nature! These pages are testament.
• Truth became an intangible value from the day we learnt how to lie.
• Science can answer all questions save the one we ask most.
• You may think that having ultimate power would be enjoyable - and it would be. But it is far easier to simply act as though you have said power. It is unlikely you'll ever have to back up the notion.
• The people around you may seem so aloof and superior - until you see them eat and realise that means they shit, too.
• I burn with youthful flame.
• You cannot condemn and then reflect. Hypocracy is never justifiable.
• Having somebody hate you is better than having someone love you. Same depth of emotional focus, less obligation.