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Familiarity breeds contempt -- and children.
-- Mark Twain
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Linux Literature: 54 of 256 |
Few things are harder to put up with than the annoyance of a good example.
-- "Mark Twain, Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar"
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Linux Literature: 55 of 256 |
For a light heart lives long.
-- Shakespeare, "Love's Labour's Lost"
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Linux Literature: 56 of 256 |
For courage mounteth with occasion.
-- William Shakespeare, "King John"
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Linux Literature: 57 of 256 |
For the fashion of Minas Tirith was such that it was built on seven levels,
each delved into a hill, and about each was set a wall, and in each wall
was a gate.
-- J.R.R. Tolkien, "The Return of the King"
[Quoted in "VMS Internals and Data Structures", V4.4, when
referring to system overview.]
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Linux Literature: 58 of 256 |
For there are moments when one can neither think nor feel. And if one can
neither think nor feel, she thought, where is one?
-- Virginia Woolf, "To the Lighthouse"
[Quoted in "VMS Internals and Data Structures", V4.4, when
referring to powerfail recovery.]
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Linux Literature: 59 of 256 |
For years a secret shame destroyed my peace--
I'd not read Eliot, Auden or MacNiece.
But now I think a thought that brings me hope:
Neither had Chaucer, Shakespeare, Milton, Pope.
-- Justin Richardson.
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Linux Literature: 60 of 256 |
Go not to the elves for counsel, for they will say both yes and no.
-- J.R.R. Tolkien
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Linux Literature: 61 of 256 |
Gone With The Wind LITE(tm)
-- by Margaret Mitchell
A woman only likes men she can't have and the South gets trashed.
Gift of the Magi LITE(tm)
-- by O. Henry
A husband and wife forget to register their gift preferences.
The Old Man and the Sea LITE(tm)
-- by Ernest Hemingway
An old man goes fishing, but doesn't have much luck.
Diary of a Young Girl LITE(tm)
-- by Anne Frank
A young girl hides in an attic but is discovered.
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Linux Literature: 62 of 256 |
Gratitude and treachery are merely the two extremities of the same procession.
You have seen all of it that is worth staying for when the band and the gaudy
officials have gone by.
-- Mark Twain, "Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar"
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