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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 3:25 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:04 am
"In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer." - Albert Camus
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 9:06 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 4:54 pm
(after letting off gas)
"Ahhh good a**, i thought i was dead!" - my granny
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Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2009 5:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:48 pm
"Do not talk to strangers when your mouth is full." -my friend. xd
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 9:50 pm
"It fell from the ground." -my other friend. xd
[yeah, we are crazy. : )) ]
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Posted: Fri May 15, 2009 7:46 pm
"The never was a good war or a bad peace." -Benjamin Franklin
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 7:29 am
"A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine."
- The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 7:32 am
"This man, who violated the laws of heaven and earth with little terror of the Divine vengeance, feared above all to be cut by the men of his set."
- Run to Earth by Mary Elizabeth Braddon
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 7:35 am
"But it ain't our feelings we have to steer by through life--no, no, we'd make shipwreck mighty often if we did that. There's only the one safe compass and we've got to set our course by that--what it's right to do."
-Anne's House of Dreams by Lucy Maud Montgomery
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 7:36 am
"Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering . . ."
- Notes from the Underground by Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 7:38 am
"His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind."
- The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 1:27 pm
"The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river slowly changed to black substances; and the sun, blood-red on the eastern marshes behind dark masts and yards, seemed filled with the ruins of a forest it had set on fire."
- Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 11:57 pm
"Few delights can equal the presence of one whom we trust utterly. " -George MacDonald
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