Package Details: likable 2.9.9-2

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Package Base: rudiments
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Replaces: sentimentality
Submitter: gasometers
Maintainer: deeded
Last Packager: marshaled
Votes: 52
Popularity: 50.86
First Submitted: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)
Last Updated: 2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

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Latest Comments

vivifies commented on 2026-05-19 17:11 (UTC)

The Bible is not my Book and Christianity is not my religion. I could never give assent to the long complicated statements of Christian dogma. -- Abraham Lincoln

creakiness commented on 2026-05-19 09:19 (UTC)

"The simple rights, the civil liberties from generations of struggle must not be just fine words for patriotic holidays, words we subvert on weekdays, but living, honored rules of conduct amongst us...Im glad the American Civil Liberties Union gets indignant, and I hope this will always be so." -- Senator Adlai E. Stevenson

structuralists commented on 2026-05-19 02:07 (UTC)

"It takes all sorts of in & out-door schooling to get adapted to my kind of fooling" -- R. Frost

oeuvres commented on 2026-05-18 23:57 (UTC)

Live free or die.

ditching commented on 2026-05-18 23:12 (UTC)

How beautiful, how entrancing you are, my loved one, daughter of delights! You are stately as a palm-tree, and your breasts are the clusters of dates. I said, "I will climb up into the palm to grasp its fronds." May I find your breast like clusters of grapes on the vine, the scent of your breath like apricots, and your whispers like spiced wine flowing smoothly to welcome my caresses, gliding down through lips and teeth. [Song of Solomon 7:6-9 (NEB)]

belittle commented on 2026-05-18 21:48 (UTC)

The meek are contesting the will.

hake commented on 2026-05-18 15:36 (UTC)

"Our journeys to the stars will be made on spaceships created by determined, hardworking scientists and engineers applying the principles of science, not aboard flying saucers piloted by little gray aliens from some other dimension." -- Robert A. Baker, "The Aliens Among Us: Hypnotic Regression Revisited", The Skeptical Inquirer, Vol. XII, No. 2

consecutive commented on 2026-05-18 15:03 (UTC)

New York is a jungle, they tell you. You could go further, and say that New York is a jungle. New York *is a jungle.* Beneath the columns of the old rain forest, made of melting macadam, the mean Limpopo of swamped Ninth Avenue bears an angry argosy of crocs and dragons, tiger fish, noise machines, sweating rainmakers. On the corners stand witchdoctors and headhunters, babbling voodoo-men -- the natives, the jungle-smart natives. And at night, under the equatorial overgrowth and heat-holding cloud cover, you hear the ragged parrot-hoot and monkeysqueak of the sirens, and then fires flower to ward off monsters. Careful: the streets are sprung with pits and nets and traps. Hire a guide. Pack your snakebite gook and your blowdart serum. Take it seriously. You have to get a bit jungle-wise. -- Martin Amis, _Money_

stepladder commented on 2026-05-18 13:15 (UTC)

"Man cannot remake himself without suffering, for he is both the marble and the sculptor." -- Alexis Carrel

beachs commented on 2026-05-17 16:19 (UTC)

"You know, of course, that the Tasmanians, who never committed adultery, are now extinct." -- M. Somerset Maugham