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Ambroce Bierce

Here is something from Ambrose Bierce, written in 1911, that I wanted to share with everyone because I found it brilliantly funny:


Satan: n. One of the creators lamentable mistakes, repented in sash cloth and axes. Being instated as an archangel, Satan made himself multifariously objectionable and was finally expelled from Heaven. Halfway in his descent he paused, bent his head in thought a moment and at last went back:


“There is one favor I should ask” said he

“Name it”

“Man, I understand, is about to be created. He will need laws.”

“What wretch! You his appointed adversary charged from the dawn of eternity with hatred of his soul—you ask for the right to make his laws?”

“Pardon; what I have to ask is that he be permitted, to make them himself…

”It was so ordered.

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