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I'll be Grateful when they're Dead.
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1292 of 2327 |
I'll burn my books.
-- Christopher Marlowe
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I'll give you my opinion of the human race in a nutshell ... their heart's
in the right place, but their head is a thoroughly inefficient organ.
-- W. Somerset Maugham, "The Summing Up"
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1294 of 2327 |
I'll grant thee random access to my heart,
Thoul't tell me all the constants of thy love;
And so we two shall all love's lemmas prove
And in our bound partition never part.
Cancel me not -- for what then shall remain?
Abscissas, some mantissas, modules, modes,
A root or two, a torus and a node:
The inverse of my verse, a null domain.
I see the eigenvalue in thine eye,
I hear the tender tensor in thy sigh.
Bernoulli would have been content to die
Had he but known such a-squared cos 2(thi)!
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1295 of 2327 |
I'll learn to play the Saxophone,
I play just what I feel.
Drink Scotch whisky all night long,
And die behind the wheel.
They got a name for the winners in the world,
I want a name when I lose.
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide,
Call me Deacon Blues.
-- Becker and Fagan, "Deacon Blues"
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1296 of 2327 |
I'll meet you... on the dark side of the moon...
-- Pink Floyd
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I'll never get off this planet.
-- Luke Skywalker
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I'll pretend to trust you if you'll pretend to trust me.
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I'll turn over a new leaf.
-- Miguel de Cervantes
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Illegal aliens have always been a problem in the United States. Ask
any Indian.
-- Robert Orben
Immigration is the sincerest form of flattery.
-- Jack Paar
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