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Our documentation manager was showing her 2 year old son around the office.
He was introduced to me, at which time he pointed out that we were both
holding bags of popcorn. We were both holding bottles of juice. But only
*he* had a lollipop.
He asked his mother, "Why doesn't HE have a lollipop?"
Her reply: "He can have a lollipop any time he wants to. That's
what it means to be a programmer."
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Our government has kept us in a perpetual state of fear -- kept us in a
continuous stampede of patriotic fervor -- with the cry of grave national
emergency... Always there has been some terrible evil to gobble us up if we
did not blindly rally behind it by furnishing the exorbitant sums demanded.
Yet, in retrospect, these disasters seem never to have happened, seem never
to have been quite real.
-- General Douglas MacArthur, 1957
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Our houseplants have a good sense of humous.
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Our informal mission is to improve the love life of operators worldwide.
-- Peter Behrendt, president of Exabyte
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Our little systems have their day;
They have their day and cease to be;
They are but broken lights of thee.
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Our OS who art in CPU, UNIX be thy name.
Thy programs run, thy syscalls done,
In kernel as it is in user.
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Our parents were of Midwestern stock and very strict. They didn't want us
to grow up to be spoiled and rich. If we left our tennis racquets in the
rain, we were punished.
-- Nancy Ellis (George Bush's sister), in the New Republic
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Our policy is, when in doubt, do the right thing.
-- Roy L. Ash, ex-president, Litton Industries
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Our problems are so serious that the best
way to talk about them is lightheartedly.
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Our sires' age was worse that our grandsires'.
We their sons are more worthless than they:
so in our turn we shall give the world a progeny yet more corrupt.
-- Quintus Horatius Flaccus (Horace)