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• The ones with their priorities straight don't know how to get what they want, and the ones who get what they want have messed up priorities.
• They Spent Their Wild Youthful Days in the Glittering World of the Salons
• You pass a thousand heroes on the street every day and never know how well they are carrying their burdens
• I know them by the trucks they drive, the names they call each other, the tattoos on hot, shirtless days, the music they blast after lunch, to get through the rest of the day.
• They call you heartless, but you have a heart, and I love you for being ashamed to show it. You are ashamed of your flood, while others are ashamed of their ebb.
• "The Americans in their wisdom have taken the heads off the pictures, enlarged them and superimposed them with the heads of animals and then strung them up all over the walls of the interrogation room," he said
• to that end they offer you their bare bellies. pick up the knife.
• Do not give what is holy to the dogs; nor cast your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn and tear you in pieces
• The Man Felt an Iron Hand Grasp Him by the Hair, at the Nape. Not One Hand, a Hundred Hands Seized Him, Each by the Hair, and Tore Him Head to Foot, the Way You Tear Up a Sheet of Paper, Into Hundreds of Little Pieces
• As seen mouthed through one half inch of safety glass as the bus pulled away from the terminal and left a westward wafting cloud of exhaust
• Real hackers start their own IRC networks so that they can't be traced by the FBI
• Where do dogs get their Vitamin C from, when they don't eat fruits?
• They Prayed to their Code To Give them Light
• Scientist hits head on curb joke
• They Shall Beat Their Plowshares Into Swords
• There are places in this world where mundane, forgotten things have learned to weave their own magic
• I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and they shall be drunk with their own blood like wine
• Writers don't look for their big breaks. They write them.
• It's not enough they take your life away with a gun; they have to take it away with their pens, too
• They grow up. No one told me.
• they look up at the same night sky, they fill their heart with the same dreams, and they are infused with the breath of life by the same almighty creator
• Crawling through festering flesh, hungry and, yearning, they wait for the day they will tear away from the dark.
• The lonely ones will find each other by the heat of their bodies
• Each one has their own story
• They left the streets stained with blood, and their howling could be heard long after they were gone
• their eyes meet for the first time, but they saw each other's hearts
• You ever have one of those days where you go, "Well. This might as well happen."
• Pick mystery door number one instead of the open door where you can see clearly through to the other side.
• If men define situations as real, they are real in their consequences.
• they couldn’t speak at all; so used to disuse were their tongues
• They don't realize they're talking about death but I can hear it behind their voices
• a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
• And then one day you wake up
• To women, to hide their teeth, if they be rotten or rusty
• Bands Who Take Their Names from Eighteenth-century English Poetry and Prose
• mermaids never miss their legs in the sea because mermaids know that there are better ways to move through the ocean than kicking.
• If we define things as unreal, they may still be real in their consequences
• Fragments of the world are falling away, and we're tripping over the holes they leave behind
• Never argue with an idiot. They bring you down to their level and beat you with experience.
• The house went one way, I ran another, and I could SWEAR I heard the old bat laughing through the walls
• once set, words make a world of their own
• Paper, rock, scissors. They all have their pros and cons.
• Three Golden-Tongued Knights, Whom No One Could Refuse Whatsoever They Might Ask
• When I growl, the sound echoes like thunder all through the valleys and woodlands, and children tremble with fear, and women cover their heads with their aprons, and big men run and hide.
• How do cows get all their nutrients, when they only eat grass?
• i'm afraid i will have to request that no one have the name "john" ever again. Existing "johns" will need to change their names.
• Open letter from Saddam Hussein to the American peoples and the western peoples and their gov'ts
• I walk triumphantly through a sea of dead things. I am their master.
• The Last Show: The Priests Open Their Big Mouths
• Stick a fork in their ass and turn them over, they're done
• I feel the way bank robbers must feel before they go out on that last job that ends up getting them all killed. That is to say, optimistic.
• Everyone tells their own story with them as the star
• Never meddle in the affairs of wizards, especially before they have their coffee
• and it gets lonely in the rain while they wait for their hook-up
• What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
• you've been through something that no one should have to go through
• you will not keep the attention of plebeians, they only listen with their eyes
• Are they bleeding all your colours into one?
• i kept dreaming of a world i thought i'd never see, and then one day i got in
• The dark riders were not sleeping. They were only resting their eyes.
• The day I killed everyone's joy. Well, one of them.
• The hostages wrote thank you cards to their captors when they got home.
• Necronomicon: Of Ye Old Ones And Their Spawn
• one by one their blades will grind to a halt and stand still like a white forest.
• How many a dispute could have been deflated into a single paragraph if the disputants had dared to define their terms.
• Madmen have a world all their own
• Are images defined through their visual language?
• Take a day, plant some trees, may they shade you from me
• They try to be quiet but you know they are there with their weird coppery breath.
• They came together so as to form one whole
• Living for the reasons of the dead that moved to paper from their heads
• A League of Their Own
• Prime Factorization of the Numbers One Through Ten
• Everyone Thinks the Best about Their Own Children
• I am phone posting from a gazebo outside of a library while using their WiFi in the rain
• If you pull out into an intersection have the balls to follow through
• Too bad they don't make one for your heart...
• if you buy into the wizard's bullshit, soon you're all standing waist-deep in things you didn't even know could exist and no one has any clue how to stop him
• they can drop bombs and no one will get hurt
• and when all the stars have fallen one last time and the skies are crumbling into my hands and the sirens are bleeding out on the beaches and the earth fades; you will remain
• everyone is the hero of their own story
• the Men Behind the Curtain are to a large extent at the mercy of their own illusions
• A tight circle of like-minded people, each with hands on the genitals of their neighbor
• Addressing others by their user names
• Deadman begins his journey, through a kitchen floor one Saturday night
• The mannequins await their liberation, watching over the shelves the distant hardware department.
• Opening a coke can with one hand
• It has all the majesty of butterflies emerging from their cocoons, and all the sounds of Aphex Twin
• Telephone solicitors now call me at their own risk
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• Honda Civic 'To Each Their Own' Campaign
• Words That Are Their Own Antonyms
• When each had their own personal anthem
• These are their future good old days.
• When they come they'll eat the fat ones first
• Loophole Abusing a Magic Cauldron, Chapter 11: Where Are you Going, My Little One?
• Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
• Ever seen two people talking to each other in their sleep?
• You can tell a lot about a person from their e-mail address
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• Until I die there will be sounds. And they will continue following my death. One need not fear about the future of music.
• No one has ever died because they DIDN'T have a toothpick
• dead insects are flipped over on their backs
• He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
• Then the walls started to bleed again and I just KNEW I'd be the one cleaning it up.
• Usually, if you've seen one bald man in a robe, you've seen 'em all, but most of them aren't burning alive from the inside out
• One day I will step out of my body and burst into bloom
• Expecting your wedding to be the happiest day of your life
• They devour the frayed edges of the world, and all we hear is chitinous clicking from the darkness
• I crave it like well water, pulled up from the deep
• Rap artists who insist on singing their own name in their songs
• Of course they want to come here. Who doesn't? Besides the people from Los Angeles, but we don't speak of them.
• Traumatic in nature? Possible. Pivotal in their own way? Certainly.
• Listen, boy. Everyone is their own kind of nenja.
• flowers come from the ground, where their souls are trapped all winter
• armed with nothing but their own vision
• The economy has hit everyone hard. Well, everyone who hasn't lost track of how many houses they own, anyhow.
• Taking on a Life of Their Own
• It is only in marriage with the world that our ideals can bear fruit: divorced from it, they remain barren.
• CORDYCEPS: Too clever for their own good
• there are people in the world who love you, and they will see that this suffering will not have happened in vain
• How to give customers change
• dragged through a hedge backwards
• Whether you take a doughnut hole as a blank space or as an entity unto itself is a purely metaphysical question and does not affect the taste of the doughnut one bit.
• We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
• It's the cracked ones that let light into the world
• I was into them after they were hip
• What the FBI Can Do With Their Little
• One hand in the other
• It takes two people to make you and one person to die. That is how the world is going to end.
• I'm training my little half brother to take over the world
• Killing one's family and then killing oneself
• The one valid argument for Judaism over any other religion
• the world is made of only one thing, and the other one is perspective
• matter and spirit are one and the same. they are knitted together.
• My soul is in a million pieces. I tried to collect most of them, but some are missing, and the ones I have don't fit together anymore. Feel free to take a piece or two.
• The ones who are happy to survive are inside, partying. The ones who strive for evolution are outside, alone, seething with contempt, working through the night.
• Every strong wind one leans into and smiles should bring back a lost toy from childhood
• Falling Branches Can Break Other Branches On Their Way Down
• Wandering about with keys dangling from an oversized shoelace around your neck
• These dead open their bodies to the living like a door
• Moving a SharePoint portal from one drive to another
• Beings from space: What could they want?
• Flushing out your enemies from their lair with bad rock music
• And I could hear him call to me, as if the world went quiet for that one distinct moment
• It takes the profit from 22 towels to pay for one package of copier paper
• When the Ram and the Pig Went to the Forest to Live on Their Own
• No One Ever Listens Do They, 'Lyssa
• I've seen old men crying at their own gravesides
• institutions have lives of their own
• Part One: We Learn from Each Other
• The one thing I wanted more than anything was for someone, just once, to tell me they don't know what they'd do without me
• Some virtues dig their own graves
• They'll find their own lightning
• The movements exist on their own terms, manifesting rare beauty
• Listen, boy. Everyone is their own kind of ninja.

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