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“It isn't what I do, but how I do it. It isn't what I say, but how I say it, and how I look when I do it and say it.”
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“cleverness is a disease.”
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“I now extend to you the invitation to help transform the trickle into a flood….I exhort you to sweep the earth with messages filled with righteousness and truth—messages that are authentic, edifying, and praiseworthy—and literally to sweep the earth as with a flood.”
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“Love: A temporary insanity curable by marriage or by the removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred the disorder. This disease, like caries and many other ailments, is prevalent only among civilized races living under artificial conditions; barbarous nations breathing pure air and eating simple food enjoy immunity from its ravages. It is sometimes fatal, but more frequently to the physician than to the patient.”
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“We hackers are a playful bunch; we'll hack anything, including language, if it looks like fun (thus our tropism for puns). Deep down, we like confusing people who are stuffier and less mentally agile than we are, especially when they're bosses. There's a little bit of the mad scientist in all hackers, ready to discombobulate the world and flip authority the finger - especially if we can do it with snazzy special effects.”
Source : "Guest Editorial: World Domination". www.linuxjournal.com. January 1, 2000. 
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“Anybody who recognizes Israel will burn in the fire of the Islamic nation's fury.”
Source : "Iranian leader: Wipe out Israel" by Shirzad Bozorghmehr, edition.cnn.com. October 27, 2005.
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“In other words the pictures are in a kind of relationship with each other which is touching only at points rather than pictures being illustrations of poems or poems extrapolations of the pictures.”
Source : "John Kinsella interviews Peter Porter". www.johnkinsella.org. 1993.
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“Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They're always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.”
Source : J. D. SALINGER (1968). “FOR ESME- WITH LOVE AND SQUALOR”
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“You don't see no city when you look at me cause country's all I am. I love runnin' barefoot through the old cornfields and I love that country ham. Well you say I'm made just to fit your plans but there's a barnyard shovel pick your hands. If your eyes are on me you're lookin' at country.”
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“Then I place the blade next to the skine on my palm. A tingle arced across my scalp. The flood tipped up at me and my body spiraled away. Then I was on the ceiling looking down, waiting to see what would happen next. What happened next was thet a perfect, straight line of blood bloomed from under the blade.The line grow into a long, Fat bubbel, A lush crimson bubbel that got bigger and bigger. I watch from above, waiting to see how big it would get before it burst. when it did, I felt awesome. Satisfied, finally. Then exhausted.”
