But it was not merely a falsehood, it was the cruel jeer of some wicked power, some evil, hateful power, to whom one could not submit.
And the means of escape every man had in his own hands. He had but to cut short his dependence on evil. And there was one means – death.
And Levin, a happy father and husband, in perfect health, was several times so near suicide that he hid the cord that he might not be tempted to hang himself, and was afraid to go out with his gun for fear of shooting himself.
But Levin did not shoot himself, and did not hang himself; he went on living.
" — Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
So they say, practice makes you perfect
So they say, you can’t teach an old dog
So they say, that an apple a day
So they say, better safe than sorry
Everyone knows what they say…
And when I slow down it’s clear
Just how it’s what they don’t say that’s what counts,
What counts
What counts…
Deep down
Deep down…
