Quotes:Someone has been pissing on my Gamecube and I'm about to close the case.
This one time, at band camp, I stuck a flute in my pussy.
Your eyes are full of hate, forty-one. That's good. Hate keeps a man alive.
Not very sporting to fire on an unarmed opponent. I thought you were supposed to be good. Aren't you the "good" man? C'mon, Deckard. Show me what you're made of.
E.T. phone home.
They cast a spell on you, you know, the Jews. When you work closely with them, like I do, you see this. They have this power. It's like a virus. Some of my men are infected with this virus. They should be pitied, not punished. They should receive treatment because this is as real as typhus. I see it all the time. It's a matter of money? Hmm?
Ready are you? What know you of ready? For eight hundred years have I trained Jedi. My own counsel will I keep on who is to be trained. A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind. This one a long time have I watched. All his life has he looked away... to the future, to the horizon. Never his mind on where he was. Hmm? What he was doing. Hmph. Adventure. Heh. Excitement. Heh. A Jedi craves not these things. You are reckless.
I want to say one word to you. Just one word.
The early bird gathers no moss! The rolling stone catches the worm!
What is all this whining about 'loving' and 'sharing' and not being whole without a partner? Let me tell you, I don't need anyone. I am quite capable of self-fulfilment.
But one thing you can never underestimate about Frank Butcher, is his ability to make a cock-up of things.
I'm a dishonest man. Honestly. It's the honest ones you have to watch out for.
The buildings are empty. Security and maintenance and all our people. We're not killing anyone, man, we're setting them free!
That old saying, how you always hurt the one you love, well, it works both ways.
Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
That old saying, how you always hurt the one you love, well, it works both ways.
Look Dave, I can see you're really upset about this. I honestly think you ought to sit down calmly, take a stress pill, and think things over.
Alone: bad. Friend: good!
Autographs and everything? I mean, just the one commercial, and you have paparazzi?
We have no secrets from our readers. Mr. Thatcher is one of our most devoted readers, Mr. Bernstein. He knows what's wrong with every issue since I've taken charge.
They made us all train for this day. "To be fearless and proud and alone. To need no one, just sacrifice. All for the Fatherland." Oh God, all just empty words. It's not the way they said it was, is it? I just want someone to be with. The only thing I feel is afraid.
It's just like Santa's workshop! Except it smells like mushrooms... and everyone looks like they wanna hurt me...
I've been set some challenges, but I'm not sure how we're going to manage this one in time!
She's gone. And the present is trivia, which I scribble down as fucking notes.
I think I must have one of those faces you can't help believing.
Ally, I'm the one who's supposed to ask the questions!
Purple in the morning, blue in the afternoon, and orange in the evening. Just like that, one, two, three, four.
Get a grip, Tone!
Do you know why you're afraid when you're alone? I do. I do.
Trust no one.
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