Linux Cookie: 12 of 1140 |
How beautiful, how entrancing you are, my loved one, daughter of delights!
You are stately as a palm-tree, and your breasts are the clusters of dates.
I said, "I will climb up into the palm to grasp its fronds." May I find your
breast like clusters of grapes on the vine, the scent of your breath like
apricots, and your whispers like spiced wine flowing smoothly to welcome my
caresses, gliding down through lips and teeth.
[Song of Solomon 7:6-9 (NEB)]
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Linux Cookie: 13 of 1140 |
Wear me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm; for love is strong
as death, passion cruel as the grave; it blazes up like blazing fire, fiercer
than any flame.
[Song of Solomon 8:6 (NEB)]
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Linux Cookie: 14 of 1140 |
But Rabshakeh said unto them, Hath my master sent me to thy master, and to
thee, to speak these words? Hath he not sent me to the men which sit on the
wall, that they may eat their own dung, and drink their own piss with you?
[2 Kings 18:27 (KJV)]
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Linux Cookie: 15 of 1140 |
When Yahweh your gods has settled you in the land you're about to occupy, and
driven out many infidels before you...you're to cut them down and exterminate
them. You're to make no compromise with them or show them any mercy.
[Deut. 7:1 (KJV)]
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Linux Cookie: 16 of 1140 |
I just thought of something funny...your mother.
- Cheech Marin
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Linux Cookie: 17 of 1140 |
In the beginning, I was made. I didn't ask to be made. No one consulted
with me or considered my feelings in this matter. But if it brought some
passing fancy to some lowly humans as they haphazardly pranced their way
through life's mournful jungle, then so be it.
- Marvin the Paranoid Android, From Douglas Adams' Hitchiker's Guide to the
Galaxy Radio Scripts
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Linux Cookie: 18 of 1140 |
You will be successful in your work.
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Linux Cookie: 19 of 1140 |
The life of a repo man is always intense.
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Linux Cookie: 20 of 1140 |
If you're not careful, you're going to catch something.
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Linux Cookie: 21 of 1140 |
That's the thing about people who think they hate computers. What they
really hate is lousy programmers.
- Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle in "Oath of Fealty"
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