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If you don't want my answer, don't ask me the question. — Abby
Lakers just been taking care of business for a long time now. It's easy to love them. — Akeem Ayers
If the gods do decide to wipe us out, is it such a bad thing? Maybe we've earned a little annihilation. — N.K. Jemisin
I hate my voice, I sound like a girl. I am in fact a male. — Ray Toro
Members of every major street gang, outlaw biker, and domestic extremist group have been found in a number of military branches. — Carter F. Smith
He that makes himself famous by his eloquence, justice or arms illustrates his extraction, let it be never so mean; and gives inestimable reputation to his parents. We should never have heard of Sophroniscus, but for his son, Socrates; nor of Ariosto and Gryllus, if it had not been for Xenophon and Plato. — Seneca The Younger
I am really glad I was raised Catholic. I like the fundamental aspects of that religion. I think they give you great grounding in terms of having a moral code. But I do not subscribe to any religion specifically now. — Frances O'Connor
The only other style of music that attempts to go to the deeper place of the silence that is music is New Age music. — John Michael Talbot
From the Greek of Moschus
Published with "Alastor", 1816.
Tan ala tan glaukan otan onemos atrema Balle - k.t.l.
When winds that move not its calm surface sweep
The azure sea, I love the land no more;
The smiles of the serene and tranquil deep
Tempt my unquiet mind. - But when the roar
Of Ocean's gray abyss resounds, and foam 
Gathers upon the sea, and vast waves burst,
I turn from the drear aspect to the home
Of Earth and its deep woods, where, interspersed,
When winds blow loud, pines make sweet melody.
Whose house is some lone bark, whose toil the sea, 
Whose prey the wandering fish, an evil lot
Has chosen. - But I my languid limbs will fling
Beneath the plane, where the brook's murmuring
Moves the calm spirit, but disturbs it not. — Percy Bysshe Shelley
