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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=432116" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Quids</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The little quids, the million quids,<br>The everywhere, everything, always quids,<br>The atoms of the Monoton&mdash;<br>Each turned three essences where it stood<br>And ground a gisty dust from its neighbors' edges<br>Until a powdery thoughtfall stormed in and out,<br>The cerebration of a slippery quid enterprise.<br>Each quid stirred.<br>The united quids<br>Waved through a sinuous decision.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The quids, that had never done anything before<br>But be, be, be, be, be,<br>The quids resolved to predicate<br>And dissipate in a little grammar.<br>Oh, the Monoton didn't care,<br>For whatever they did&mdash;<br>The Monoton's contributing quids&mdash;<br>The Monoton would always remain the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A quid here and there gyrated in place-position,<br>While many essential quids turned inside-out<br>For the fun of it<br>And a few refused to be anything but<br>Simple, unpredicated copulatives.<br>Little by little, this commotion of quids,<br>By threes, by tens, by casual millions,<br>Squirming within the state of things&mdash;<br>The metaphysical acrobats,<br>The naked, immaterial quids&mdash;<br>Turned inside on themselves<br>And came out dressed,<br>Each similar quid of the inward same,<br>Each similar quid dressed in a different way&mdash;<br>The quid's idea of a holiday.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The quids could never tell what was happening.<br>But the Monoton felt itself differently the same<br>In its different parts.<br>The silly quids upon their rambling exercise<br>Never knew, could never tell<br>What their pleasure was about,<br>What their carnival was like,<br>Being in, being in, being always in<br>Where they never could get out<br>Of the everywhere, everything, always in,<br>To derive themselves from the Monoton.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I know, with a quid inside of me,<br>But I know what a quid's disguise is like,<br>Being one myself,<br>The gymnastic device<br>That a quid puts on for exercise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so should the trees,<br>And so should the worms,<br>And so should you,<br>And all the other predicates,<br>And all the other accessories<br>Of the quid's masquerade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Laura+Riding">Laura Riding</a><div class=q>
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The everywhere, everything, always quids,
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