| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2321 of 2327 |
Long computations which yield zero are probably all for naught.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2322 of 2327 |
Long life is in store for you.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2323 of 2327 |
Long were the days of pain I have spent within its walls, and
long were the nights of aloneness; and who can depart from his
pain and his aloneness without regret?
-- Kahlil Gibran, "The Prophet"
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2324 of 2327 |
Look! Before our very eyes, the future is becoming the past.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2325 of 2327 |
Look afar and see the end from the beginning.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2326 of 2327 |
Look at it this way:
Your daughter just named the fresh turkey you brought
home "Cuddles", so you're going out to buy a canned ham.
And you're still drinking ordinary scotch?
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| Freebsd Fortunes 4: 2327 of 2327 |
Look at it this way:
Your wife's spending $280 a month on meditation lessons to
forget $26,000 of college education.
And you're still drinking ordinary scotch? |
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