Secrets have power, and that power diminishes when they are shared, so they are best kept and kept well. Sharing secrets, real secrets, important ones, with even one other person, will change them. Writing them down is worse, because who can tell how many eyes might see them inscribed on paper, no matter how careful you might be with it. So it's really best to keep your secrets when you have them, for their own good, as well as yours.

Power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men, even when they exercise influence and not authority; still more when you superadd the tendency of the certainty of corruption by authority.

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

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

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.

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.

I'm burning through the sky, yeah Two hundred degrees, that's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm travelling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you

Why would she? She probably be the odd cookie In the plastic bag 'bout to get crushed by a building I've flushed out the feeling of me being the shit 'Cause I was leaving skid marks on everywhere I sit

Bite my lip and close my eyes Take me away to paradise

Sippin' on promethazine, with lean, I fell in love I can't put down the cup, I can't put down the cup I can't put down the cup, I can't put down the cup I can't put down the cup, I can't put down the cup

When I almost drowned, I decided I would never again be weaker than water. So I became a lifeguard. On my first day of training, my instructor told me that there are going to be times when you see someone in trouble. You're going to want to rush in there and do whatever you can to save them. But you have to stop yourself. Because there are some people you can't save. Because those people will thrash and struggle and try to take you down with them.

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.

There are tracks on the bloody snow And I wonder how This motherfucker gets out alive of this hole With all these killers all around There are tracks on the bloody snow And I just wonder how This motherfucker gets out alive of this hole With all these killers around All these motherfuckers got out alive of this hole With all these motherfuckers all around There are tracks on the bloody snow And they are surely mine With all these killers all around And they are surely mine With all these killers all around There are tracks on the bloody snow

You want to know how two chemicals interact, do you ask them? No, they're going to lie through their lying little chemical teeth. Throw them in a beaker and apply heat.

Humans preferred their museums to be indoors. This initially seemed baffling to monsters (especially given the amount of dusting we avoid by keeping objects outside!). Experts have recently suggested that keeping objects indoors may have been part of Englandland's efforts to hide and store museums' collections of stolen property.

Never give up, no matter how far behind you are, no matter how unlikely it seems you will catch your competitor in front of you. Keep pushing until the checkered flag falls. How many times have you seen the leader of a race have a mechanical problem with only a few laps to go? You will never be able to take advantage of their problems if you are not close. You have to be close to take advantage of luck.

In the town where I was born, lived a man who sailed to sea. And he told us of his life in the land of submarines, so we sailed up to the sun, till we found the sea of green and we lived beneath the waves in our yellow submarine.

Late into the night I write and the pages of my notebook swell from all the words I've pressed onto them. It almost feels like the more I bruise the page the quicker something inside me heals.

But that is not the extraordinary - or rather disturbing - part. On the drow's death, a parasitic creature emerged from the corpse and attempted to escape. I managed to capture it, and have the host's cadaver here in my study. I've told no one of my fears. Nettie suspects, but knows better than to ask.

I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known. Don't know where it goes, but it's only me and I walk alone. I walk this empty street on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Where the city sleeps, and I'm the only one and I walk alone.

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.

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

Nothing we don't already know. The blood is clotted throughout. No other demonstrable abnormalities at the light microscope level.

I'm all too aware that a flightless bird has nowhere to go.

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.

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.

The warm-blooded controversy had raged for fifteen years, before a new perception of dinosaurs as quick-moving, active animals was accepted-but not without lasting animosities. At conventions, there were still colleagues who did not speak to one another.

I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.

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I went to the police, like a good American. These two boys were brought to trial. The judge sentenced them to three years in prison, and suspended the sentence.

People see what they wish to see. And in most cases, what they are told that they see.

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

Here the skeleton appeared in perfect order, except that the head and neck were bent back, toward the posterior.

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

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

If you really want to become strong, stop caring about what others think about you. Living your life has nothing to do with what others think.

the key on a computer keyboard that you press to give an instruction, or to start a new line in a document: Enter the data then press the return key.

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

When Mike had first reached Tina, she was screaming hysterically. Her whole left arm was bloody, covered with a profusion of small bites, each the size of a thumbprint. And there were flecks of sticky foam on her arm, like a foamy saliva.

Everyone knows the best way to close a studio deal is to pull a quarter out of the president's ear.

What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun? One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh: but the earth abideth for ever. The sun also ariseth, and the sun goeth down, and hasteth to his place where he arose. The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north; it whirleth about continually, and the wind returneth again according to his circuits. All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again. All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun.

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.

I wanna live the stories I write, see the whole world with my own eyes, take the unknown trail and hear the songs the night sings. I wanna feel the flame when it burns, wanna feel the pain when it hurts, take the unknown trail and hear the songs the night sings.

I'm under absolutely no obligation to make sense to you.

He leaned over the table to me, with an enormous sorrow in his voice as he spoke. 'Thrice I have had my chance - thrice! If ever that door offers itself to me again, I swore, I will go in out of this dust and heat, out of this dry glitter of vanity, out of these toilsome futilities. I will go and never return. This time I will stay... I swore it and when the time came - I didn't go. 'Three times in one year have I passed that door and failed to enter. Three times in the last year.

Well, there's a bit of every artist in their work.

SEVEN TWENTY SEVEN, SEVEN TWENTY SEVEN, WHEN YOU SEE IT! WHEN YOU FUCKING SEE IT! SEVEN TWENTY SEVEN, SEVEN TWENTY SEVEN! When you fucking see it, when you fucking, see it! when you see it, when you see it, oh my god. When you see it, when you see it, when you see it.

As far as we can tell, this planet is the only island of meaning in an ocean of 400 billion suns. What is meaning? Whatever it is, it's surely a property of living things. We know it exists because the universe means something to us. And therefore, if we destroy this, then we may eliminate meaning in a galaxy of 400 billion stars, potentially forever.

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.

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!

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?

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.

Pop out at 1 in the morning, you really wanna know this kind of life never boring. She bought Dior with her man from the store, but she bring it to my table when the drink start pouring. She asking to come with the crew, and the accent, it come with a view.

I leave Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain. One always finds one's burden again. But Sisyphus teaches the higher fidelity that negates the gods and raises rocks. He too concludes that all is well. This universe henceforth without a master seems to him neither sterile nor futile. Each atom of that stone, each mineral flake of that night-filled mountain, in itself, forms a world. The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy.

Smoke more weed, Turtle. Seriously, smoke more weed.

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

Well yeah, it's a death-trap, but a really powerful death trap. What, you suddenly care about safety now?

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

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

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

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.

You are from your father the devil, and you choose to do your father's desires. He was a murderer from the beginning and does not stand in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he lies, he speaks according to his own nature, for he is a liar and the father of lies.

I just wanna see you shine 'cause I know you are a stargirl

Human backpacks look a lot like monster backpacks, but if you open one up you can see that they are exactly as big on the inside as they seem from the outside, implying humans never quite mastered basic dimensional design theory.

I warn everyone who hears the words of the prophecy of this book: if anyone adds to them, God will add to that person the plagues described in this book; if any one takes away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God will take away that person's share in the tree of life and in the holy city, which are described in this book.

I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven, and whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.

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

Life is pain! I wake up every morning in pain, I go to work in pain! You know how many times I wanted to just give up? How many times I thought about ending it?

Only godless savages eschew the series comma. No sentence has ever been harmed by a series comma, and many a sentence has been improved by one.

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

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

Well, I can certainly see why we're trying to keep them alive. Who wouldn't want pets that can burn, sting, and bite all at once?

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

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.

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

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.

Instincts that can still betray us, a journey that leads to the sun. Soulless bent on destruction, a struggle between right and wrong. You take my place in the showdown, I'll observe with a pitiful eye. I'd humbly ask for forgiveness, a request well beyond you and I. Heart and soul, one will burn.

We weep to believe where only dreams have witnessed beyond.

An abyss that laughs at creation, a circus complete with all fools. Foundations that lasted the ages, then ripped apart at their roots. Beyond all this good is the terror, the grip of a mercenary hand. When savagery turns all good reason, there's no turning back, no last stand.

A book is a great cemetery in which, for the most part, the names upon the tombs are effaced.

Sergeant John Kinley: [to his wife] I'm lying in this bed. I kiss my children before they go to school. And he's hiding in a hole somewhere. A hole he can never get out of. A hole that we put him in. And that wasn't the deal.

What if I were to tell you that you could make this picture for nothing, win an Oscar, and gross a hundred million dollars? Is that something you might be interested in?

Can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all.

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

Look around. What do you see? People in costumes, horns, false jewels, adorning themselves in tiny layers of illusion. They stand up straighter, suck in their stomachs, say things they don't mean, indulge in flattery. They commit a thousand small acts of deception, lying to each other, lying to themselves, drinking to the point of delusion to make it easier. This is a night of compacts, between the seers and the seen, a night when people enter false bargains willingly, hoping to be duped and to dupe in turn for the pleasure of feeling brave or sexy or beautiful or simply wanted - no matter how fleetingly.

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

Once we have reached a certain degree of enfeeblement, whether caused by age or by ill health, all pleasure taken at the expense of sleep, every disturbance of routine, becomes a nuisance.

I believe in America. America has my fortune. And I raised my daughter in the American freedom. I gave her the freedom, but I taught her never to dishonor her family. She found a boyfriend; not an Italian. She went to the movies with him; she stayed out late. I didn't protest. Two months ago, he took her for a drive, with another boyfriend. They made her drink whiskey. And they tried to take advantage of her. She resisted. She kept her honor. So they beat her, like an animal. When I went to the hospital, her nose was broken. Her jaw was shutted, held together by wire. She couldn't even weep because of the pain. But I wept. Why did I weep? She was the light of my life... beautiful girl. Now she will never be beautiful again.

Results of special testing confirm the Odd Man Hypothesis, that an unmarried male should carry out command decisions involving thermonuclear or chem-biol destruct contexts.

Again I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.

it's a beautiful day outside. birds are singing, flowers are blooming... on days like these, kids like you... Should be burning in hell.

And he told us of his life in the land of submarines.

Well, you told me I have a plethora. And I just would like to know if you know what a plethora is. I would not like to think that a person would tell someone he has a plethora, and then find out that that person has no idea what it means to have a plethora.

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.

Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets.

Stalin was a typical product of his time. As he did before the revolution, he continued to follow Lenin. Part of an exclusive group of influential Soviet functionaries, Stalin was a member of the government, a member of the party's Central Committee, and a member of the top leadership. He spoke with Lenin almost daily.

Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

They are not free at all. They are essentially our prisoners.

Then no matter where you are, in a crowded restaurant or on some desolate street or even in the comforts of your own home, you'll watch yourself dismantle every assurance you ever lived by. You'll stand aside as a great complexity intrudes, tearing apart, piece by piece, all of your carefully conceived denials, whether deliberate or unconscious. And then for better or worse you'll turn, unable to resist, though try to resist you still will, fighting with everything you've got not to face the thing you most dread, what is now, what will be, what has always come before, the creature you truly are, the creature we all are, buried in the nameless black of a name. And then the nightmares will begin.

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