Edgar Allan Poe Quotes
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No country should waste wireless spectrum. Especially not India, where the cellphone has become the personal computer.
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I'm pagan.
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The one affectation I have forced on the publisher... are my apostrophe-free ellisions. Because I write my scripts to read myself, I dont spell 'don't' with an apostrophe. I spell it 'dont'. We all know the word and it seems foolish to put in an extraneous apostrophe. Punctuation marks are devices we use to make the meaning of sentences clear. There is nothing confusing about a word like 'dont' printed without an apostrophe to indicate an omitted letter.
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I love Jesus, who said to us: Heaven and earth will pass away. When heaven and earth have passed away, my word will remain. What was your word, Jesus? Love? Forgiveness? Affection? All your words were one word: Wakeup.
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Sin ought to be something exquisite, my dear boy.
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It isn't easy, it doesn't count if it's easy, it's the hardest thing. Forgiveness. Which is maybe where love and justice finally meet.
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I am an optimist by nature and believe strongly that technology can be brought to bear to create alternatives, even in crisis situations.
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I see that not everyone in the West has understood that the Soviet Union has disappeared from the political map of the world and that a new country has emerged with new humanist and ideological principles at the foundation of its existence.
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Oh, how much is today hidden by science! Oh, how much it is expected to hide!
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In future we'll have a different type of rich and poor.
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We all are men, in our own natures frail, and capable of our flesh; few are angels.
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I think the idea of having a game based on reality is compelling right off the bat because everyone has some experience with the subject of the game.
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And tomorrow--who knows what happens? Do you get it? I don't know and no one knows--it's all unknown! You understand, that this is the end to the Known? This is the new, the improbable, the unpredictable.
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Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engend'red in the eyes, With gazing fed, and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies.
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Ah, Miss Harriet, it would do us no harm to remember oftener than we do, that vices are sometimes only virtues carried to excess!
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And so, being young and dipt in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.
