Follow every byway,
Climb every mountain
Ford every stream
Follow the fellow who follows a dream
'Tis a rhyme for your lips and a song for your heart
To be willing to march into Hell for a Heavenly cause
I haven’t slain a dragon in a fortnight.
And the humble joys get duller ev’ry day
Shan’t I have the normal life a maiden should?
Shall I never be rescued in the wood?
Shall two knights never tilt for me
And let their blood be spilt for me?
Oh, where are the simple joys of maidenhood?
It’s May, the lusty month of May
That darling month when everyone throws self-control away
It’s time to do a wretched thing or two
And try to make each precious day, one you’ll always rue
I had a wheelbarrow,
the front wheel went 'round.
So much depends…
What’s your premise?
Check your premises.
If you seem to be confronting a contradiction, then at least one of your relevant beliefs is false.
contradiction <> non-contradiction, and vice versa.
(or is it the other way round - i can never remember)