The measure of a terrible day is when you go to bed thinking "man, I wish the zombie apocalypse would start already"
"I will not be stopped. Not by you, or the Confederates, or the Protoss, or anyone. I will rule this sector or see it burnt to ashes around me!"
"It's too late. You've awakened the gazebo.
It catches you and eats you."
"As to my own part, having turned my thoughts for many years upon this important subject, and maturely weighed the several schemes of other projectors, I have always found them grossly mistaken in the computation. It is true, a child just dropped from its dam may be supported by her milk for a solar year, with little other nourishment; at most not above the value of 2s., which the mother may certainly get, or the value in scraps, by her lawful occupation of begging; and it is exactly at one year old that I propose to provide for them in such a manner as instead of being a charge upon their parents or the parish, or wanting food and raiment for the rest of their lives, they shall on the contrary contribute to the feeding, and partly to the clothing, of many thousands."
"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." Macbeth (Act V, Scene V).
On November 30 2011 04:02 xtfftc wrote:
<xtfftc> I like GM
<xtfftc> every time I see a post by him
<xtfftc> I imagine this old ex-navy man with long white hair
<derpladee> and then he posts a picture of a candy colored pony
On March 02 2011 12:20 Manifesto7 wrote:
I was with my wife for 6 months before she left and moved to the other side of the world, perhaps never to meet again. That was ten and a half years ago. Life should not be measured by pleasure and pain. Life is experience, and chapters. Your chapter may be 3 months or a lifetime, you don't know. But the only way to find out is to open it.
Better to have a life of many chapters than none at all.
On June 14 2012 22:11 Archas wrote:
I just had a dream where GMarshal drunk-banned me for 30 days because I was posting numbers or something (remember, dreams don't make sense). I PM'd him encouraging him to rethink his decision and to stop drinking, but I got no response. I decided to go to his house to talk with him personally... and for some reason, he lived in some catacombs infested with zombies that I had to fight my way through. I finally got to his house (which was like this cute little cottage in the middle of a friggin' crypt), and one of the ponies from MLP is standing guard. She lunged at me with a flying kick. I blocked it, got ready for a kick of my own...
And then my alarm went off and I woke up. Sick. At least I got to write down everything that happened before I forgot.
Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.
C. S. Lewis
A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, and die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.
I cannot find the words
the words that bind
the hearts of men
the words of souls
and worlds forsaken
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