I walk ten thousand miles, ten thousand miles to see you.

Wax on, right hand. Wax off, left hand. Wax on, wax off. Breathe in through nose, out the mouth.

I am now going to say something that will astonish you. The first step in the re-creation of the European Family must be a partnership between France and Germany. In this way only can France recover the moral and cultural leadership of Europe. There can be no revival of Europe without a spiritually great France and a spiritually great Germany. The structure of the United States of Europe, if well and truly built, will be such as to make the material strength of a single state less important. Small nations will count as much as large ones and gain their honour by their contribution to the common cause. The ancient states and principalities of Germany, freely joined together for mutual convenience in a federal system, might take their individual places among the United States of Europe. I shall not try to make a detailed programme for hundreds of millions of people who want to be happy and free, prosperous and safe, who wish to enjoy the four freedoms of which the great President Roosevelt spoke and live in accordance with the principles embodied in the Atlantic Charter. If this is their wish, if this is the wish of the Europeans in so many lands, they have only to say so, and means can certainly be found, and machinery erected, to carry that wish to full fruition. But I must give you a warning. Time may be short. At present there is a breathing-space. The cannons have ceased firing. The fighting has stopped, but the dangers have not stopped. If we are to form the United States of Europe, or whatever name it may take, we must begin now. In these present days we dwell strangely and precariously under the shield, and I will even say protection, of the atomic bomb. The atomic bomb is still only in the hands of a state and nation which we know will never use it except in the cause of right and freedom. But it may well be that in a few years this awful agency of destruction will be widespread and the catastrophe following from its use by several warring nations will not only bring to an end all that we call civilisation but may possibly disintegrate the globe itself. I must now sum up the propositions which are before you. Our constant aim must be to build and fortify the strength of the United Nations Organization. Under and within that world concept we must re-create the European Family in a regional structure called, it may be, the United States of Europe. And the first practical step would be to form a Council of Europe. If at first all the States of Europe are not willing or able to join the Union, we must nevertheless proceed to assemble and combine those who will and those who can. The salvation of the common people of every race and of every land from war or servitude must be established on solid foundations and must be guarded by the readiness of all men and women to die rather than submit to tyranny. In all this urgent work, France and Germany must take the lead together. Great Britain, the British Commonwealth of Nations, mighty America and I trust Soviet Russia - for then indeed all would be well - must be the friends and sponsors of the new Europe and must champion its right to live and shine. Therefore, I say to you: let Europe arise!

One town's very like another when your head's down over your pieces, brother.

You speak in abbreviations because real life conversation moves too slowly. You're the media's creation, yeah, your free will has been taken and you don't know.

The moon will never lie to anyone. Be like the moon. No one hates the moon or wants to kill it. The moon does not take antidepressants and never gets sent to prison. The moon never shot a guy in the face and ran away. The moon has been around a long time and has never tried to rip anyone off. The moon does not care who you want to touch or what color you are. The moon treats everyone the same. The moon never tries to get in on the guest list or use your name to impress others. Be like the moon. When others insult or belittle in an attempt to elevate themselves, the moon sits passively and watches, never lowering itself to anything that weak. The moon is beautiful and bright. It needs no makeup to look beautiful. The moon never shoves clouds out of its way so it can be seen. The moon needs not fame or money to be powerful. The moon never asks you to go to war to defend it. Be like the moon.

Life can get pretty crazy at times. It can be hectic, confusing, stressful, and that's on a good day. Life can be full of happiness and full of sadness. One moment you're on top of the world and nothing can go wrong. The next, it feels as if nothing will ever be right again. I guess it depends where you are right now on your ride through life whether you smile when you read this or fight back tears. No matter where you stand on the long path, right now, try very hard to smile, and be glad you're in the game.

To make power, people try to put pieces of this metal close enough together that they make heat fast, but not so close that they go out of control and blow up. This is very hard, but there is so much heat and power stored in this metal that some people have wanted to try anyway.

Tear film instability results in the loss of tears by evaporation, which stimulates corneal and conjunctival neurosensory receptors.

females are nascent lesbians who don't know it yet.

When you're walking down the path of cultivation, when you turn your head you can't see where you came from, and when you look at the path ahead, it is shrouded in fog.

I am proud to come to this city as the guest of your distinguished Mayor, who has symbolized throughout the world the fighting spirit of West Berlin. And I am proud to visit the Federal Republic with your distinguished Chancellor, who for so many years has committed Germany to democracy and freedom and progress and to come here in the company of my fellow American, General Clay, who has been in this city during its great moments of crisis and will come again if ever needed. Two thousand years ago the proudest boast was "civis Romanus sum." Today, in the world of freedom, the proudest boast is "Ich bin ein Berliner." I appreciate my interpreter translating my German! There are many people in the world who really don't understand, or say they don't, what is the great issue between the free world and the Communist world. Let them come to Berlin. There are some who say that communism is the wave of the future. Let them come to Berlin. And there are some who say in Europe and elsewhere we can work with the Communists. Let them come to Berlin. And there are even a few who say that it is true that communism is an evil system, but it permits us to make economic progress. Lass' sie nach Berlin kommen. Let them come to Berlin. Freedom has many difficulties and democracy is not perfect, but we have never had to put a wall up to keep our people in, to prevent them from leaving us. I want to say, on behalf of my countrymen, who live many miles away on the other side of the Atlantic, who are far distant from you, that they take the greatest pride that they have been able to share with you, even from a distance, the story of the last 18 years. I know of no town, no city, that has been besieged for 18 years that still lives with the vitality and the force, and the hope and the determination of the city of West Berlin. While the wall is the most obvious and vivid demonstration of the failures of the Communist system, for all the world to see, we take no satisfaction in it, for it is, as your Mayor has said, an offense not only against history but an offense against humanity, separating families, dividing husbands and wives and brothers and sisters, and dividing a people who wish to be joined together. What is true of this city is true of Germany -- real, lasting peace in Europe can never be assured as long as one German out of four is denied the elementary right of free men, and that is to make a free choice. In 18 years of peace and good faith, this generation of Germans has earned the right to be free, including the right to unite their families and their nation in lasting peace, with good will to all people. You live in a defended island of freedom, but your life is part of the main. So let me ask you as I close, to lift your eyes beyond the dangers of today, to the hopes of tomorrow, beyond the freedom merely of this city of Berlin, or your country of Germany, to the advance of freedom everywhere, beyond the wall to the day of peace with justice, beyond yourselves and ourselves to all mankind. Freedom is indivisible, and when one man is enslaved, all are not free. When all are free, then we can look forward to that day when this city will be joined as one and this country and this great Continent of Europe in a peaceful and hopeful globe. When that day finally comes, as it will, the people of West Berlin can take sober satisfaction in the fact that they were in the front lines for almost two decades. All free men, wherever they may live, are citizens of Berlin, and, therefore, as a free man, I take pride in the words "Ich bin ein Berliner."

My message is that we'll be watching you. This is all wrong. I shouldn't be up here. I should be back in school on the other side of the ocean. Yet you all come to us young people for hope. How dare you! You have stolen my dreams and my childhood with your empty words. And yet I'm one of the lucky ones. People are suffering. People are dying. Entire ecosystems are collapsing. We are in the beginning of a mass extinction, and all you can talk about is money and fairy tales of eternal economic growth. How dare you! For more than 30 years, the science has been crystal clear. How dare you continue to look away and come here saying that you're doing enough, when the politics and solutions needed are still nowhere in sight. You say you hear us and that you understand the urgency. But no matter how sad and angry I am, I do not want to believe that. Because if you really understood the situation and still kept on failing to act, then you would be evil. And that I refuse to believe. The popular idea of cutting our emissions in half in 10 years only gives us a 50% chance of staying below 1.5 degrees Celsius, and the risk of setting off irreversible chain reactions beyond human control. Fifty percent may be acceptable to you. But those numbers do not include tipping points, most feedback loops, additional warming hidden by toxic air pollution or the aspects of equity and climate justice. They also rely on my generation sucking hundreds of billions of tons of your CO2 out of the air with technologies that barely exist. So, a 50% risk is simply not acceptable to us - we who have to live with the consequences. To have a 67% chance of staying below a 1.5 degrees Celsius global temperature rise - the best odds given by the Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change - the world had 420 gigatons of CO2 left to emit back on January 1st, 2018. Today that figure is already down to less than 350 gigatons. How dare you pretend that this can be solved with just business as usual and some technical solutions? With today's emission levels, that remaining CO2 budget will be entirely gone within less than 8 1/2 years. There will not be any solutions or plans presented in line with these figures here today, because these numbers are too uncomfortable. And you are still not mature enough to tell it like it is. You are failing us. But young people are starting to understand your betrayal. The eyes of all future generations are upon you. And if you choose to fail us, I say: We will never forgive you. We will not let you get away with this. Right here, right now is where we draw the line. The world is waking up. And change is coming, whether you like it or not. Thank you.

No matter how dutiful one tried to feel, it was impossible to be sad at leaving this behind, not when the blood ran hot and rich in the veins, and when out in the world there were all the untried beckoning enchantments: dancing, sensuous music, merriment - and love.

Allheaven, the time has come for our final battle. You've been hiding from me for tens of thousands of years, and I've also been hiding away. It's time to sort things out once and for all.

Nature has made us intolerant to change, but fortunately, we have the capacity to change our nature.

WHERE IS HE WHERE IS HE PROMISED LIFE ETERNAL LIFE GLORY RICHES WHERE IS HE

I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up, which is a problem when you've already grown up.

The human whose name is written in this note shall die.

So the whole war is because we can't talk to each other.

In wilds beyond they speak your name with reverence and regret, For none could tame our savage souls yet you the challenge met, Under palest watch, you taught, we changed, base instincts were redeemed, A world you gave to bug and beast as they had never dreamed. --The Elegy for Hallownest

I have something to say. So shut the fuck up and listen. I spent thirteen years half-cut up to my eyeballs. Drunk, to put it mildly. Then suddenly I saw it, a streetlight shining in my face. 500 Gigawatts of the power of God. A vision of my bloated body found in some ditch. Scared me straight. So I got a collar shirt, mortgage and a credit card. All the things that make a good man. I hoped I could raise my children to be better than their old man. I wanted to believe I was never one setback away from my worst self. But the truth is. Discipline. Drive. Routine. The endless fucking desperation to get shit done. A loving wife? Great kids? Sobriety? I'm telling you. You. Accomplishments I'd been chasing all my life. Never felt as good as I expected when I crossed the finish line. ... So now that we're at the end. Takin' inventory. Those nights spinning out of my head, sinking into the sofa. Broken glass in my palms. Bleeding dry the funniest thing ever. Old dogs laughing and snarling on a waterbed floor, mocking the moon for daring to show its face. All nausea and wreckage and vomit and ugly cruelty. The only problem in the world an empty bottle. Those were the best days of my life. Yeah. ...Those were the best days of my life. I got nothing to hide. Ready to face the music. I can see myself for what I am. But you? A cowardly, selfish motherfucker and you can't even see it. ...I should've been able to protect the kid. If I could have done one thing right, I wish it had been to give him one small chance off this goddamned rock.

Whatever you need Whatever you use Whatever you win Whatever you lose

Perhaps I'd been a slow developer, but I was well into my forties before I realized that you don't have to comply with a request just because it's reasonable or reasonably put. Age is the great dis-obliger. You can be yourself and say no.

Our world requires that decisions be sourced and footnoted, and if we say how we feel, we must also be prepared to elaborate on why we feel that way. I think that approach is a mistake, and if we are to learn to improve the quality of the decisions we make, we need to accept the mysterious nature of our snap judgments. We need to respect the fact that it is possible to know without knowing why we know and accept that - sometimes - we're better off that way.

He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom.

If you want to know what a man's like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.

The ascent to the highest story is by stairs, and at their side are water engines, by means of which persons, appointed expressly for the purpose, are continually employed in raising water from the Euphrates into the garden.

I will investigate further before informing the others. Kagha will demand answers I don't yet have. I had better record any further findings in a separate volume and keep them upon my person, lest prying eyes jump to the wrong conclusions.

Toward the end of his distinguished career, the renowned British mathematician G.H. Hardy eloquently laid out a justification for a life of studying mathematics in A Mathematician's Apology, an essay first published in 1940. At the center of Hardy's defense is the thesis that mathematics is an aesthetic discipline. For Hardy, the applied mathematics of engineers and economists held little charm. "Real mathematics," as he referred to it, "must be justified as art if it can be justified at all."

As he leaned over to pick up the desk, he felt a hand jab roughly between his thighs and another hand grab his hair.

YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOU-KNOW-WHO. HE'S NICER-SEEMING BUT HE'S STILL A SLUMBITCH INSIDE.

Her blood-curdling snoring, with its gargling and squawking and its terrifying pauses is like the sound the devil might make if he were alternately relishing and strangling on a pound of human flesh.

When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.

Extraordinary happenings. While meditating in the forest, Nettie and I were ambushed by a pack of goblins, led by a drow. We had no choice but to defend ourselves.

He thought of a half dozen ideas before he went to sleep. Ender would be pleased--every one of them was stupid.

Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

The people with ideas have no power and the people with power have no ideas.

Now everything that was in my way is gone - and everyone else still believes in me. It's only a matter of time before I get rid of the police. What do you think at that, L? This is my perfect victory! That's right, I win!

To realize one's destiny is a person's only obligation.

Part of his brain told him that he knew perfectly well what he was looking at and what the shapes represented whilst another quite sensibly refused to countenance the idea and abdicated responsibility for any further thinking in that direction.

You can't use the fire exit because you're not made of fire.

Hey, it's dunkey. I've been trapped inside of the game's code for 277 years and I just wanted to say thank you for releasing me from this game. It was a good game, um, I liked the part with the ostrich and the bean monkey is, you know, I love him, and maybe I can go play ANIMAL WELL 2 now by the time you've discovered this.

The Harpers are a secret organisation whose main purpose is the preservation of all things good and right in the world. They outfox evil at every turn, with shrewd fighting or cunning political manoeuvre, and though they are not well organised (how could they be, with many members utterly ignorant of the identity of those they might claim as allies?), they are united in purpose and goal. One Harper agent deployed correctly in a conflict often achieves the same results as a loosed army.

If instead you are processing something that is textual in nature, such as program output, HTML, email content, or CSV or XML files, you'll probably want to use str and text-mode files.

We've been tricked, we've been back-stabbed, and we've been, quite possibly, bamboozled.

If you think anyone is sane you just don't know enough about them.

Self-consciousness is the destroyer of erotic joy.

There is an art to flying, or rather a knack. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

What is better, to be born good or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?

Maybe the worst part is how I end up worse off. Comments made, voices raised, my trauma triggered war scars.

The people we love are the ones who hurt us the most, after all.

We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried. Most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita; Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty, and to impress him, takes on his multi-armed form and says, 'Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.' I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.

By choosing the right words, you can take an idea that's happening in your head and try to make an idea like it happen in someone else's. That's what's happening right now.

They are rage, brutal, without mercy. But you. You will be worse. Rip and tear, until it is done.

I have a first place ribbon in doing nothing... it's the same ribbon as last place.

The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.

I believe we've reached the end of our journey. All that remains is to collapse the innumerable possibilities before us. Are you ready to learn what comes next?

I thought it over at night, and found out the mistake.

Sometimes in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.

So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you.

'So if I'm not black enough and if I'm not white enough, then tell me, Tony, what am I?'

The gesticulating figure was bright and white in the moonlight, and shouting, 'Fizzle, you fool! Fizzle, you hunter of women! You hot-blooded hound! Boil! boil! boil!'

The past is now part of my future, the present is well out of hand.

He was playing games, got you dancing in the middle of the club. Got you dancing in the middle of the club.

Whatever you brag about the most is what you lack the most. Whatever it is that you want others to know that you own the most of is what you want to possess the most.

He walked out of the baracks. A tumult of conversation rose behind them. He heard Crazy Tom scream, "Two farteating armies! We'll whip their butts!"

I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see?

I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.

You must take life the way it comes at you and make the best of it.

I learned that the world has a soul, and that whoever understands that soul can also understand the language of things.

I used to be an adventurer like you. Then I took an arrow in the knee...

I'm here to fight for underdogs everywhere. Good, evil; I reject them both!

North Korean Leader Kim Jong Un just stated that the 'Nuclear Button is on his desk at all times.' Will someone from his depleted and food starved regime please inform him that I too have a Nuclear Button, but it is a much bigger & more powerful one than his, and my Button works!

You must understand that there is more than one path to the top of the mountain.

The box is there for a reason. I like thinking inside of it; I feel safe in there.

We lost ourselves, lost our dream. In the pursuit of great, we failed to do good. We have to make it right.

And now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost.

DON'T WRITE BACK THEY'LL PROBLY SIKOWANALIZE YOUR LETTER.

You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.

'Listen,' she said, 'we picked up those couple of guys...' 'What couple of guys?' 'The couple of guys we picked up.' 'Oh yeah,' said Zaphod, 'those couple of guys.' 'We picked them up in sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha.' 'Yeah?' said Zaphod, and blinked. Trillian said quietly, 'Does that mean anything to you?' 'Mmmm,' said Zaphod, 'ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha, ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha?' 'Well?' said Trillian. 'Er... what does the Z mean?' said Zaphod.' 'Which one?' 'Any one.' One of the major difficulties Trillian experienced in her relationship with Zaphod was learning to distinguish between him pretending to be stupid just to get people off their guard, pretending to be stupid because he couldn't be bothered to think and wanted someone else to do it for him, pretending to be outrageously stupid to hide the fact that he actually didn't understand what was going on, and really being genuinely stupid.

Machine... I will cut you down, break you apart, splay the gore of your profane form across the STARS! I will grind you down until the very SPARKS CRY FOR MERCY! My hands shall RELISH ENDING YOU... HERE! AND! NOW!

When it's gone, you'll know what a gift love was. You'll suffer like this. So go back and fight to keep it.

All legislative Powers herein granted shall be vested in a Congress of the United States, which shall consist of a Senate and House of Representatives.

Risking your life and throwing it away may seem alike, but they are two totally different things. People who live at the brink of death never think of throwing their lives away.

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

If it is for the sake of preserving Ashina, I will seize any matter of heretical strength.

You have the power to heal your life, and you need to know that.

Chapter 12 showed that a binary search tree of height h can support any of the basic dynamic-set operations--such as SEARCH, PREDECESSOR, SUCCESSOR, MINIMUM, MAXIMUM, INSERT, AND DELETE--in O(h) time.

Well done. Here come the test results: "You are a horrible person." That's what it says: a horrible person. We weren't even testing for that.

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis is fibrotic lung diseases of the pulmonary parenchyma following chronic inhalation of inorganic dusts containing crystalline silicon dioxide.

if m > m', then the graph is ABOVE L slightly to the RIGHT of the point, and BELOW it slightly to the LEFT.

Power isn't determined by your size, but the size of your heart and dreams!

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

I am what I want you to want, what I want you to feel.

Perhaps if you know you are insane then you are not insane.

There is something about yourself that you don't know.

There is something out there that is not there so if there was something out there that is not there then it would be there

ive never liked flaneur, he only grinds typeracer and his speed obv got to his head he lost the keymash tourney cause keymash switches between quotes and a random word-generated test and he got mad that he lost bc he doesnt practice random word generated tests and thats on him dude has no excuses its like only training chest and then doing a weight lifting competition and losing over squats, and then telling people who train squats to k*ll themselves because training legs doesn't count as doing weights i dont think he's valuable to the monkeytype community. even if he says he doesn't have anything against monkeytype users, he obviously has an underlying prejudice against people who use monkeytype

females are nascent lesbians who don't know it yet.

ive never liked flaneur, he only grinds typeracer and his speed obv got to his head he lost the keymash tourney cause keymash switches between quotes and a random word-generated test and he got mad that he lost bc he doesnt practice random word generated tests and thats on him dude has no excuses its like only training chest and then doing a weight lifting competition and losing over squats, and then telling people who train squats to k*ll themselves because training legs doesn't count as doing weights i dont think he's valuable to the monkeytype community. even if he says he doesn't have anything against monkeytype users, he obviously has an underlying prejudice against people who use monkeytype

I thought it over at night, and found out the mistake.

if m > m', then the graph is ABOVE L slightly to the RIGHT of the point, and BELOW it slightly to the LEFT.

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis is fibrotic lung diseases of the pulmonary parenchyma following chronic inhalation of inorganic dusts containing crystalline silicon dioxide.

'So if I'm not black enough and if I'm not white enough, then tell me, Tony, what am I?'

North Korean Leader Kim Jong Un just stated that the 'Nuclear Button is on his desk at all times.' Will someone from his depleted and food starved regime please inform him that I too have a Nuclear Button, but it is a much bigger & more powerful one than his, and my Button works!

We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried. Most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita; Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty, and to impress him, takes on his multi-armed form and says, 'Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.' I suppose we all thought that, one way or another.

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

I believe we've reached the end of our journey. All that remains is to collapse the innumerable possibilities before us. Are you ready to learn what comes next?

Now everything that was in my way is gone - and everyone else still believes in me. It's only a matter of time before I get rid of the police. What do you think at that, L? This is my perfect victory! That's right, I win!

'Listen,' she said, 'we picked up those couple of guys...' 'What couple of guys?' 'The couple of guys we picked up.' 'Oh yeah,' said Zaphod, 'those couple of guys.' 'We picked them up in sector ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha.' 'Yeah?' said Zaphod, and blinked. Trillian said quietly, 'Does that mean anything to you?' 'Mmmm,' said Zaphod, 'ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha, ZZ9 Plural Z Alpha?' 'Well?' said Trillian. 'Er... what does the Z mean?' said Zaphod.' 'Which one?' 'Any one.' One of the major difficulties Trillian experienced in her relationship with Zaphod was learning to distinguish between him pretending to be stupid just to get people off their guard, pretending to be stupid because he couldn't be bothered to think and wanted someone else to do it for him, pretending to be outrageously stupid to hide the fact that he actually didn't understand what was going on, and really being genuinely stupid.