The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man confines himself within ancient limits.
Work your magic: You need to pull the bunny out of the hat. You can't just walk in with the bunny.
Congratulations! - You've found clue no.3 !
The man in the sunglasses will tell you what to do next.
These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives; for all the scents of green things growing, each breath is but an exhalation of the grave. Bodies jerk like puppet corpses, and hell walks laughing --
Murphey's law always brings good luck, you mortals just don't see it that way.
(The Goddess Murphey)
Their planet's surface is characterized by a ceaseless wind much like the kind made by speaking through loose fitting dentures or the nocturnal nostril noises of snoring somnambulists.
Don't count on it
It is certain
It is decidedly so
Most likely
My reply is no
My sources say no
Outlook good
Outlook not so good
Reply hazy, try again
Signs point to yes
Very doubtful
Without a doubt
Yes
Yes - definitely
You may rely on it
Keep taking the right path and you'll eventually go left, so go crazy! rebel now and have a happy retirement!
Please leave the Communist Party as clean on leaving as you would like to find it on entering.
We insist on seeing patterns that aren't there. The ones that really are there are quite beautiful enough, thank you.
To demand 'sense' is the hallmark of nonsense. Nature does not make sense. Nothing makes sense.
-Ayn Rand
The worst you can do is kill me. What I can do to you, however, is far more horrifying. I Can wake you up.
If you were really thinking outside of the box, you'd be asking why it's a box you have to think outside of.
the less you know, the more you think you know.
The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
NO MORE MINDLESS GRAFFITI
NO MORE MINDLESS GRAFFITI
NO MORE MINDLESS GRAFFITI
NO MORE MINDLESS GRAFFITI
NO MORE MINDLESS GRAFFITI
There is not a struggle between authority and democracy, but between industrial society and humanity.
I regret to inform you that you have been replaced with a robot. Please proceed to the nearest execution box.
Nothing knits man to man like the frequent passage from hand to hand of cash.
-Walter Richard Sickert
Here stands the Great Machine! Its eyes are gold and silver, and its name is Urizen. Ever does it turn, marching forward into eternity, turning the blood of men into history. Caught in its terrible gears, the world wails. Turning, turning, ever turning: The end is marked by a wheel
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