But the real reason to make the distinction is, after all, because words matter. Two different things
deserve to have two different names, and it only confuses matters to use the same word for both.

Robert Harper, http://existentialtype.wordpress.com/2012/02/01/words-matter/

[DE] Wir fordern auch die Buchstaben zurück ins Alphabeth
Damit Unsereins im Babylon-Gestammel sich versteht

[EN] We demand letters are put back in the alphabet
so the likes of me can think amid the Babylonian babble

Einstruerzende Neubauten, Was Ist Ist, http://www.neubauten.org/ende-neu
(Anglicka verze je nejspis trochu blbe, ne?)

They have proven quite effectively
that bumblebees indeed can fly
against the field's authority

They invent each other ever anew
still they won't have a different view
of everyone or anything

Einstruerzende Neubauten, Youme & Meyou, http://www.neubauten.org/perpetuum-mobile

Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

Walt Whitman, http://www.daypoems.net/plainpoems/1900.html

All of my opinions are consistent, but I cannot present them all at once.

Jean-Jacques Rousseau, On The Social Contract

I grew in the sea and poverty was my wealth, then I lost the sea, then all luxury seemed grey,
poverty intolerable. Since then, I wait. I wait for the return voyage, the house by the sea, the clear
light of day. I wait, I struggle to be polite. People see me pass in elegant cultured streets, I admire
the views, I applaud like everyone else, I shake hands, it’s not really me speaking. People praise
me, I daydream a little, I’m offended, but show almost no surprise. Then I forget and smile at
whoever insults me, or I greet those I love too courteously. What’s to be done if I can only
remember a single image? Finally they urge me to say who I am. Still nothing, still nothing.

Albert Camus, http://www.philosophymagazine.com/others/MO_Heisenberg_PhysicsPhilo.html

Já vím, co potřebuji. Nijak mi nepomohou půvaby tohoto světa, ani pozemská království. [...] Blíží
se moje zrození. Nechte mne přijmout čisté světlo. Moje pozemská touha byla ukřižována, nemám
již v sobě oheň, abych miloval hmotu. Je však ve mně živá voda, která v mém nitru šeptá: „Pojď k Otci“.

Ignác z Antiochie, List Římanům, http://novydvur.cz/cz/guests.html

Fuck your cute hustle and disinformation campaign against legitimate dissent. Same old shit, working for the enemy.

John Young, Jan 2007, http://cryptome.org/wikileaks/wikileaks-leak.htm

Zacnu davkou ze sveho notepadu, z toho snad bude jasne o co jde... nejaka pravidla atp. si mozna vymyslim pozdeji, mazat se ale bude temer jiste.