@Frank Apisa,
You're being coy Frank. I used the word "determined". Did you not notice it? It wasn't a cliche. It's all anybody needs. One can't slip up if one is 100% determined.
No doubt you have made a mess of some trivial action in your time, spilling your drink say, but you were probably not determined enough not to spill it. You were reaching for it whilst giving your agnosticism speech. Say. Try reaching for a drink determined not to spill it. Supposing you were sentenced to a lifetime of domestic, marital bliss, and one can have marital bliss minus the domesticity, if you did spill it.
I think I will back you to succeed as near 100% of the time as makes no difference. Unless, of course, domestic, marital bliss is the objective. Just as spilling a drink might be done on purpose.
Now, suppose domestic, marital bliss was not your objective, and men have run away to sea to avoid it, or joined the French Foreign Legion because it is an organisation that keeps its member's names secret, or forced with a shotgun to accept it, then, and it follows logically, you are a mug. A sap. A butterfly in the net.
Does that give you an idea what I mean by determined. I'm not concerning myself with half-baked determination which is what the failures you elicit in support of your position actually must be.
With 100% determination on the matters in hand there is no chance of failure and the descriptions of procedures lend themselves to that wonderful trick Laurence Sterne used when he left a blank page in his masterpiece for the reader's use. The most graceful compliment to his readers that I ever did see.
In the interests of clarity and avoiding more of your damn fool questions I will take the trouble to bring you the passages concerned.
Quote:Let love therefore be what it will,----my Uncle Toby fell into it.
------And possibly, gentle reader, with such a temptation----so wouldst thou: For never did thy eyes behold, or thy concupisence covet any thing in this world, more concupisible than widow Wadman.
Those are the last words in Chapter XXXVII of Volume VI. It's a bit wittier that saying she was a hottie.
Chapter XXXVIII goes--
Quote:To conceive this right,---call for pen and ink----here's paper ready to your hand----Sit down, Sir, paint her to your own mind---as like your mistress as you can----as unlike your wife as your conscience will let you---'tis all one to me----please but your own fancy in it.
The rest of the page is blank as is the following page.
On turning over the chapter ends--
Quote:-----Was ever any thing in Nature so sweet! ----so exquisite!
-----Then, dear Sir, how could my uncle Toby resist it?
Thrice happy book! thou wilt have one page , at least, within thy covers, which MALICE will not blacken, and which IGNORANCE cannot misrepresent.
Each to his own. Whatever floats your boat. Just be determined.
