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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 367d9f3 | It's easier for our software to compete with Linux when there's piracy than when there's not. | Bill Gates | ||
| 9bc575a | Playing in the mist doesn't build character at all, Booty; it just makes you fucking wet. | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| b865b5b | You can make sure wind turbines can deal with the cold | Bill Gates | ||
| b384f77 | We are in the end game, I'm optimistic that we will be successful. I'm personally very committed. | Bill Gates | ||
| 3e3e1bb | Let's burn the 99%. | Bill Gates | ||
| 3de521d | was | Jeffery Deaver | ||
| 33c4d36 | We are running the worst testing system, in terms of who gets access to it, of any country | Bill Gates | ||
| 3e383ee | All governments are lying cocksuckers. | Bill Hicks | ||
| b6446ed | I worry about everything all day long and half the night. I worry about things you never heard of. | life worry-quotes | John D. MacDonald | |
| ebd6843 | Takes a drag of his cigarette] Mmmm mmmm, tastes like steak and potatoes doesn't it? Mmmm. | Bill Hicks | ||
| a71ef29 | I am available for children's parties, by the way. | Bill Hicks | ||
| 319b6be | answer?" I shrugged. "Answer shmanser. In the immortal words of Popeye, I yam what I yam. I know my patterns and limitations, needs and hang-ups. So I go on. Right? I endure. I enjoy what I can. There aren't any more forks in the road to take. Keep walking." | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 9929df5 | He's such a male little male. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| aebb263 | Ninety-nine percent of the things that ninety-nine percent of the people do are entirely predictable, when you have a few lead facts. Drunks, maniacs and pregnant women are the customary exceptions. Everyone has the suspicion he is utterly unique. But we are a herd animal, and we all turn to face into the wind. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 8cd1832 | Soon we will all eat stones. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 60673df | answer. It sounded too damned close. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 0262f9b | let | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 853dc40 | That is the heart of contemporary propaganda, amigo, to strengthen ignorant terrible men who believe themselves to be perfect patriots. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 2892c81 | starry | John D. MacDonald | ||
| dd401a4 | haven't | John D. MacDonald | ||
| eddf311 | died. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 827b87e | Florida is full of long-range, unending road jobs that break the backs, pocketbooks, and hearts of the roadside business. The primitive, inefficient, childlike Mexicans somehow manage to survey, engineer, and complete eighty miles of high-speed divided highway through raw mountains and across raging torrents in six months. But the big highway contractors in Florida take a year and a half turning fifteen miles of two-lane road across absolut.. | highways politics roads taxes | John D. MacDonald | |
| 53c7bdb | John D. MacDonald is by any standards a better writer than Saul Bellow, only MacDonald writes thrillers and Bellow is a human-heart chap, so guess who wears the top-grade laurels? | Kingsley Amis | ||
| b6a9f3a | On being censored): "It amazes me how afraid they are of 1 person....basically a joke blower!" | Bill Hicks | ||
| 731a3a2 | John D. MacDonald, my favorite Florida writer--yeah, I read a bit--once began a book: "There are no hundred percent heroes." If you ask my customers, they'd probably give me 51 percent. MacDonald also wrote, "If the cards are stacked against you, reshuffle the deck." Well, I'm tired of holding a pair of deuces or a busted flush. Tired of the grind. Tired of losing. Which is why on this sweaty July day with a sky as gray as an angry ocean, I.. | Paul Levine | ||
| b7c12b6 | In all emotional conflicts the thing you find hardest to do is the thing you should do. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 9be9837 | I awakened on Monday with the impression that I might have to get up and bang my head against the wall to get my heart started. | travis-mcgee | John D. MacDonald | |
| 95207fa | So!" "So?" So I don't think you drove that one off. So it was her choice. So she isn't the kind who says it is for good and then come back all of a sudden. With her, gone is gone. So if I were you, I would be just as bad off as you look. Or worse. So if I were you and one like that was gone for good, I'd miss hell out of her and wonder if maybe I'd handled things a little differently some how, I could have kept her around permanently." "Tha.. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 6fc4cb3 | I leaned over and slapped his face sideways and backhanded it back to center position. "Manners," I said." | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 2559f96 | I switched the FM-UHF marine radio to the commercial frequencies and tried to find something that didn't sound like somebody trying to break up a dogfight in a sorority house by banging drums and cymbals. Not that I want to say it isn't music. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| 504a4e0 | That's the way They do you. That's the way They set you up for it. There ought to be a warning bell on the happy-meter, so that every time it creeps high enough, you get that dang-dang alert. Duck, boy. That glow makes you too visible. One of Them is out there in the boonies, adjusting the windage, getting you lined up in the cross hairs of the scope. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| be002ac | More fun than a hungover, carbuncled cowboy might have while trying to stay aboard a longhorn, in a dusty rodeo, but it would be a close decision | John D. MacDonald | ||
| f5bdefe | Without my realizing it, it had happened so slowly, I had moved a generation away from the beach people. To them I had become a sun-brown rough-looking fellow of an indeterminate age who did not quite understand their dialect, did not share their habits--either sexual or pharmacological--who thought their music unmusical, their lyrics banal and repetitive, a square fellow who read books and wore yesterday's clothes. But the worst realizatio.. | John D. MacDonald | ||
| d01b639 | Speaking of Satan, I was watching Rush Limbaugh the other day. | Bill Hicks | ||
| edb6832 | I deal only in facts, that's why I'm a cocky fuckin' bastard. | Bill Hicks | ||
| c6df54b | But by far the worst thing we do to males -by making them feel they have to be hard -is that we leave them with very fragile egos. The harder a man feels compelled to be, the weaker his ego is. And then we do a much greater disservice to girls, because we raise them to cater to the fragile egos of males. | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| 0cd600f | I need my sleep. I need about eight hours a day, and about ten at night. | Bill Hicks | ||
| 4b72cc1 | Prayer is a bridge from despair to hope. | Bill Hybels | ||
| bb3a625 | Perfect peace comes only through relating with the Peacemaker himself. | Bill Hybels | ||
| 21b7615 | She had thought of them as "big," because one of the first things her friend Ginika told her was that "fat" in America was a bad word, heaving with moral judgment like "stupid" or "bastard," and not a mere description like "short" or "tall." So she had banished "fat" from her vocabulary." | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | ||
| facd8bb | The idea that God doesn't care about his children is rooted in a lie, plain and simple. | Bill Hybels | ||
| 607a045 | Ella no entendia el grunge , la idea de ofrecer un aspecto sucio porque podias permitirte no ir sucio, era una burla para los verdaderamente sucios. | poor | Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie | |
| 9695e6a | God isn't interested in stock phrases. Talk to him. Talk to the Father sincerely. | Bill Hybels | ||
| 4f54525 | Out-of-balance praying leads to no praying at all! | Bill Hybels |