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No one can put you down without your full cooperation.
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 761 of 2298 |
No one gets sick on Wednesdays.
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 762 of 2298 |
No one knows like a woman how to say
things that are at once gentle and deep.
-- Hugo
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 763 of 2298 |
No one knows what he can do till he tries.
-- Publilius Syrus
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 764 of 2298 |
No one regards what is before his feet; we all gaze at the stars.
-- Quintus Ennius
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 765 of 2298 |
No one so thoroughly appreciates the value of constructive criticism as the
one who's giving it.
-- Hal Chadwick
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 766 of 2298 |
NO OPIUM-SMOKING IN THE ELEVATORS
-- sign in the Rand Hotel, New York, 1907
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 767 of 2298 |
No pig should go sky diving during monsoon
For this isn't really the norm.
But should a fat swine try to soar like a loon,
So what? Any pork in a storm.
No pig should go sky diving during monsoon,
It's risky enough when the weather is fine.
But to have a pig soar when the monsoon doth roar
Cast even more perils before swine.
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 768 of 2298 |
No plain fanfold paper could hold that fractal Puff --
He grew so fast no plotting pack could shrink him far enough.
Compiles and simulations grew so quickly tame
And swapped out all their data space when Puff pushed his stack frame.
(refrain)
Puff, he grew so quickly, while others moved like snails
And mini-Puffs would perch themselves on his gigantic tail.
All the student hackers loved that fractal Puff
But DCS did not like Puff, and finally said, "Enough!"
(refrain)
Puff used more resources than DCS could spare.
The operator killed Puff's job -- he didn't seem to care.
A gloom fell on the hackers; it seemed to be the end,
But Puff trapped the exception, and grew from naught again!
(refrain)
Refrain:
Puff the fractal dragon was written in C,
And frolicked while processes switched in mainframe memory.
Puff the fractal dragon was written in C,
And frolicked while processes switched in mainframe memory.
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No poet or novelist wishes he was the only one who ever lived, but most of
them wish they were the only one alive, and quite a number fondly believe
their wish has been granted.
-- W.H. Auden, "The Dyer's Hand"
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