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As internet and 4chan has robbed me of my life, would it give me some good quotes or ideas from books in return, prior to my exams.

>> No.587756

"shut the fuck up and get out of here"

- Jane Austen

>> No.587758

"Fuck Bitches, Get Money."
-Ernest Hemingway

>> No.587762

"I am the Alpha and the Omega."
-Ayn Rand

>> No.587764

"niggas wanna pop shit, i pop clips, BITCH,
i put ma dick on ya lips"

-lord byron

>> No.587779

"Op is a giant faggot"

- Anon

>> No.587780

"And I couldn't get it up."
- Bukowski

>> No.587783

"man metaphysical, I speak for criminals who don't pay they bills on time and fuck wit digital"

- Laurence Sterne

>> No.587788

"When you are strong appear weak, wise appear foolish, sober appear drunk" - Sun Tzu

>> No.587806

There are no true knights, no more than there are gods. If you can't protect yourself, die and get out of the way of those who can. Sharp steel and strong arms rule this world, don't ever believe any different.

>> No.587839

"Every motherfucker wants something for nothing" - Balzac

>> No.587845

"Take your protein pills and put your helmet on." - Arthur C Clarke

>> No.587864

OP here, thanks for the input. Any good ideas from books?

>> No.587896

>>587864
Kill your landlady with a hatchet?

>> No.587917
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>>587864
Build a railroad.

>> No.587925
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>>587864
throw momma from the train

>> No.587933

There is malice in this sword. The dark heart of the smith still dwells in it. It will not love the hand it serves, neither will it abide with you long. And from the blade rang a cold voice in answer: "Yes, I will drink thy blood gladly, that so I may forget the blood of Beleg my master, and the blood of Brandir slain unjustly. I will slay thee swiftly."

>> No.587937

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of disappointed shells that dropped behind.

GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

>> No.587982

>>587896

Wuts that, I. Turgenev? =3

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When I was nineteen, pureness was the great issue.
Instead of the world being divided up into Catholics and Protestants or Republicans and Democrats or black men and white men or even men and women, I saw the world divided into people who had slept with someone and people who hadn't, and this seemed the only really significant difference between one person and another.
I thought a spectacular change would come over me the day I crossed the boundary line.

>> No.588064

>>587937
is dat sum Dulce et Decorum est?

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The Clod and the Pebble

"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell's despair."

So sung a little Clod of Clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet,
But a Pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:

"Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to its delight,
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And builds a hell in heaven's despite."