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Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast.

We cannot destroy kindred: Our chains stretch a little sometimes, but they never break.
I've never quite believed that one chance is all I get.
The engine died and then the doors swung open.
Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you walk into an open sewer and die.
We all have strength enough to endure the misfortunes of others.
History is more or less bunk.
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.






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Post je objavljen 28.05.2010. u 07:18 sati.