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“To me the Universe was all void of Life, or Purpose, of Volition, even of Hostility; it was one huge, dead, immeasurable Steam-engine, rolling on, in its dead indifference, to grind me limb from limb. O vast, gloomy, solitary Golgotha, and Mill of Death! Why was the Living banished thither companionless, conscious? Why, if there is no Devil; nay, unless the Devil is your God?” —Thomas Carlyle
“The pump don’t work ’Cause the vandals took the handle.”
“I’m John Carter,” Olson said. “My home is Barsoom, Mars.”
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“Your Plan and the stuff that comes out of my asshole bear a suspicious resemblance to each other,”
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“How the hell did we get on this?”
“There, Barkovitch, you’re not a pest anymore. Now you’re a murderer.”
Words, can kill just as easy a bullet.
