Since you are reading this, chances are you've installed this game on your computer already. If this is true, like many others, you have just participated in bringing about the end of the world.

Whether we realize it or not, the culture in which we live, and with which we identify, powerfully shapes just about every aspect of our being.

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

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.

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

One day the notes would be of use to me, as they are now.

Of course, she is in such a position, but it's another question.

Walk about a bit, you won't be able to walk too far.

All my life I want money and power, respect my mind or die from lead shower.

According to legend, Father Earth did not originally hate life. In fact, as the lorists tell it, once upon a time Earth did everything he could to facilitate the strange emergence of life on his surface. He crafted even, predictable seasons; kept changes of wind and wave and temperature slow enough that every living being could adapt, evolve; summoned waters that purified themselves, skies that always cleared after a storm. He did not create life - that was happenstance - but he was pleased and fascinated by it, and proud to nurture such strange wild beauty upon his surface. Then people began to do horrible things to Father Earth. They poisoned waters beyond even his ability to cleanse, and killed much of the other life that lived on his surface. They drilled through the crust of his skin, past the blood of his mantle, to get at the sweet marrow of his bones. And at the height of human hubris and might, it was the orogenes who did something that even Earth could not forgive: They destroyed his only child.

When I feel, what I feel. Sometimes it's hard to tell you so. You may not be in the mood to learn, what you think you know. There are times, when I find you wanna keep yourself from me. When I don't have the strength, I'm just a mirror of what I see. But at your best, you are love.

Sometimes, to love someone, you gotta be a stranger.

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

He is very strange, and is determined on doing something.

Now all these questions rushed at once into her mind.

We have carried on our trade in that house for years past.

That's the sort of man he is, if you care to know.

And from those eyes alone he saw at once that she knew.

When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.

Your father, you know, used to sing it when we were engaged.

You will drive him to fury, and he will give himself up.

Something in your eyes is making such a fool of me. When you hold me in your arms, you love me 'til I just can't see. But then you let me down, when I look around. Baby, you just can't be found. Stop driving me away, I just want to stay. There's something I just got to say.

I know that she too may love you and perhaps does love you already.

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

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

He remembered a great deal afterwards. Sometimes it seemed as though there were a number of people round him; they wanted to take him away somewhere, there was a great deal of squabbling and discussing about him. Then he would be alone in the room; they had all gone away afraid of him, and only now and then opened the door a crack to look at him; they threatened him, plotted something together, laughed, and mocked at him. He remembered Nastasya often at his bedside; he distinguished another person, too, whom he seemed to know very well, though he could not remember who he was, and this fretted him, even made him cry.

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.

You hinted it yourself; you talked to me of poison.

But there are also many other things that Jesus did; if every one of them were written down, I suppose that the world itself could not contain the books that would be written.

I've found out where those mothers live and in what surroundings.

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

There is little evidence regarding Stalin's feelings toward his father, who died young. To all appearances, however, he felt genuine affection for his mother. His letter to her in her later years contain lines such as the following: "Hello Mama dear! How are you getting on, how are you feeling? I haven't had any letters from you in a long time - you must be upset with me, but what can I do? I'm really very busy."

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

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.

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.

If you believe in a future life, you could believe in that, too.

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.

At the same time her large dark eyes, which looked larger still from the thinness of her frightened face, were watching her mother with alarm. Marmeladov did not enter the door, but dropped on his knees in the very doorway, pushing Raskolnikov in front of him. The woman seeing a stranger stopped indifferently facing him, coming to herself for a moment and apparently wondering what he had come for. But evidently she decided that he was going into the next room, as he had to pass through hers to get there.

Humans don't live for centuries. We can't wait for progress. We need leadership focused on the future, not the past.

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.

It's not time, but yourself that will decide that.

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.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

There were those of us who fought against this. But in the end, we could not keep up with the expense involved in the arms race, the space race, and the peace race. And at the same time, our people grumbled for more nylons and washing machines. Our Doomsday scheme cost us just a small fraction of what we'd been spending on defense in a single year. But the deciding factor was when we learned that your country was working along similar lines, and we were afraid of a Doomsday gap.

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

You're bored, she said, you want something to fill up your time.

Let him please himself, it's nothing to do with me.

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.

He hid his face in his hands again and bowed his head.

What for many years past he had feared more than anything was being shown up and this was the chief ground for his continual uneasiness at the thought of transferring his business to Petersburg. He was afraid of this as little children are sometimes panic-stricken. Some years before, when he was just entering on his own career, he had come upon two cases in which rather important personages in the province, patrons of his, had been cruelly shown up. One instance had ended in great scandal for the person attacked and the other had very nearly ended in serious trouble.

Whoo! Oh yeah! Rolling around at the speed of sound. Got places to go, gotta follow my rainbow! Can't stick around, have to keep moving on. Guess what lies ahead, only one way to find out! Must keep on moving ahead. No time for guessing, follow my plan instead. Trusting in what you can't see. Take my lead; I'll set you free. Follow me, set me free. Trust me and we will escape from the city. I'll make it through. Follow me (follow me), set me free.

It was worth paying to have seen me at that moment.

I wanted to find out something else; it was something else led me on.

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.

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

Of course, we must remain here at least for a time.

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.

And he would not have denied that he knew all that at the time.

It was almost our first conversation by ourselves.

But he had turned the corner and could see nothing.

I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.

We are not so very different, you and I. We both spend our lives looking for the weaknesses in one another's systems. Don't you think it's time to recognize that there is as little worth on your side as there is on mine?

I thought if I could make something so good, so pure, maybe I'm not a monster.

Do I need to be liked? Absolutely not. I like to be liked. I enjoy being liked. I have to be liked. But it's not like, this compulsive need to be liked, like my need to be praised.

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

These fundamental causes I don't know, but they must be known to you.

But you are a different matter, there is life waiting for you.

Now, men, in conclusion, I would like to say that, in the two years it has been my privilege to be your commanding officer, I have always expected the best from you, and you have never given me anything less than that. Today, the nation is counting on us. We're not going to let them down. Good luck to you all.

I saw you coming and pointed you out and he went away.

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

She would write and post letters for them to their relations.

You say that the question about the workmen was a trap.

What he had to hope from that man he did not know.

You choose to be hurt rather than to hurt others, right?

You are what you are and you are where you are because of what has gone into your mind. You change what you are and you change where you are by changing what goes into your mind.

He had set down a good many points against him of late.

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The only reason you say that race was not an issue is because you wish it was not.

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

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!

Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders. Here are the young men, well where have they been? We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber. Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in. Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying, we saw ourselves now as we never had seen. Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration, the sorrows we suffered and never were free.

It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.

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.

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

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.

Because she told me you had undertaken to get her one.

For a minute they were looking at one another in silence.

But that was because he dared not make use of them.

I know what she said to you, you need not tell me.

You would run like this to me and hug me and kiss me.

Harry lay flat on his back, breathing hard as though he had been running. He had awoken from a vivid dream with his hands pressed over his face. The old scar on his forehead, which was shaped like a bolt of lightning, was burning beneath his fingers as though someone had just pressed a white-hot wire to his skin. He sat up, one hand still on his scar, the other reaching out in the darkness for his glasses, which were on the bedside table. He put them on and his bedroom came into clearer focus, lit by a faint, misty orange light that was filtering through the curtains from the street lamp outside the window.

I believe there is no need to go into that either.

I kept fancying there is something about you like me.

Life is an endless series of train wrecks with only brief commercial-like breaks of happiness.

Ender thrust his gun between his legs. "I can see fine," he said, and proceeded to flash the boys directly under him.

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.

You have hardly been able to sit still all this time.

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

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

It's not only your eardrums that register sound anymore - your very skin has become an organ of hearing. Looking for a whisper light and low, a god who's very, very silent. Nothing escapes you - a cockroach in the other room, a candy wrapper falling on dry grass, a drunk falling from a chair in a bar 20 metres away. In fact, you haven't heard the Col Do Ma Ma Daqua, but you *have* discovered that you have amazing hearing. It must be the only part of you the alcohol hasn't drowned out. Keep listening!

You are what you are and you are where you are because of what has gone into your mind. You change what you are and you change where you are by changing what goes into your mind.

That's the sort of man he is, if you care to know.

He is very strange, and is determined on doing something.

If you believe in a future life, you could believe in that, too.

You say that the question about the workmen was a trap.

Your father, you know, used to sing it when we were engaged.

I saw the same thing with a relative of my own not long ago.

We have carried on our trade in that house for years past.

For a minute they were looking at one another in silence.

But you are a different matter, there is life waiting for you.

You're bored, she said, you want something to fill up your time.

You will drive him to fury, and he will give himself up.

It will take time to take him to the hospital, and there is sure to be a doctor in the house.

These fundamental causes I don't know, but they must be known to you.

The only reason you say that race was not an issue is because you wish it was not.

Life is an endless series of train wrecks with only brief commercial-like breaks of happiness.

"I want to know what passion is," she heard him saying. "I want to feel something strongly."

Humans don't live for centuries. We can't wait for progress. We need leadership focused on the future, not the past.

Do I need to be liked? Absolutely not. I like to be liked. I enjoy being liked. I have to be liked. But it's not like, this compulsive need to be liked, like my need to be praised.