Junior Ganymede
We endeavor to give satisfaction


December 28th, 2010 by Vader

Is a genre of literature I’m growing to appreciate more and more with time.

It’s surprisingly depressing, though. It seems like the protagonist always dies at the end, and by then I feel like I’m losing a dear friend.

“Mourn them, do not. Miss them, do not” is a little more than I can easily do.

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December 28th, 2010 22:35:37

December 29, 2010

I loved the Autobiography of Parley P Pratt. He lived a great life, gave me new insight into church history, and left this life in a valiant way any man could be proud of, trying to help one of his wives. Yes, he died in the end, but the circumstances just made me more impressed.

December 29, 2010

I suggest reading the biographies of villains. I venture some surprise that this remedy did not occur to you.

December 29, 2010

Good point, my good man. Now that you mention it, I found the endings of the biographies on Mao, Hitler, and Stalin rather more satisfying.

On the other hand, reading these biographies did not have the same feeling of being introduced to a wonderful new friend.

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