| So You are not a Good Listner...Right? | |||||||
| 1. Mama always said life was like a box a chocolates, never know what you're gonna get. 2. Sometimes, there just aren't enough rocks. 3. Sixty-four thousand dollars for a question, I hope they are asking you the meaning of life. 4. Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. 5. That morning I was not yet a vampire, and I saw my last sunrise. I remember it completely, and yet I cant recall any sunrise before it. |
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| Look, I'm a very good thinker, but I sometimes grab the wrong word. Whatever woman may cast her lot with mine, should any ever do so, it is my intention to do all in my power to make her happy and contented; and there is nothing I can imagine that would make me more unhappy than to fail in the effort. The pleasure of love is in loving. We are happier in the passion we feel than in that we inspire. Love that hath none of thy senses; is not love at'll Lust that hath no loving, isn't a pleasure; it's but a heartache. A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person. And I still have an old diskette with all our love poems on it. Kinda funny, my grandmother had a shoe box of letters, I have a diskette of e-mails... I wonder which is the more romantic? :) Love is a disease which fills you with a desire to be desired. Yes, love indeed is light from heaven, A spark of that immortal fire, With angels shar'd, by Allah given To lift from earth our low desire. |
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| Okay, if you are real to you it's okay with me but you don't look real to me. You only look like a composite of what someone told you you are. You live for others' opinion and you have pain on your face and you are not sure what you like, and you wonder if you look okay You invented the words, and you made the dictionary and you gave me the dictionary and you said, 'These are what the words mean.' Well, this is what they mean to you, but to someone else, they have got a different dictionary. I believe in compulsory cannibalism. If people were forced to eat what they killed there would be no more war. ~ Abbie Hoffman |
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