Great Quotes
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Posts 10,269 - 10,280 of 17,042
ENTIRE CONVERSATION
Not I: (to meee) Awaken!
meee: yeap .Hi
Not I: Do not consciously seek enlightenment.
meee: please use easy english
Not I: The willow is green; flowers are red.
meee: sky is black and sea is blue
Not I: The flower is not red, nor is the willow green.
meee: you mad?
Not I: Accept what is.
meee: what you want to say
Not I: Being fully in this moment is a task so troubling that no one has ever tried it before.
meee: what is your country name?
Not I: The truth is walnet!
meee: where is walnet
Not I: Katsu!
meee: bye
Not I: All pirates should try to discover before they die what they are running from, and to, and why.
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The Dane: Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.
Heimdall: Did you mean that, or was it a joke?
The Dane: It goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me sterile promontory.
Heimdall: Where are you from? You're not from Asgard are you? On what world were you born?
The Dane: Touching this vision here. Hourly grow my lunacies.
Heimdall: How many Forge bots are available webwide?
The Dane: Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats.
Heimdall: Well, you'd certainly be the one to know about souls.
The Dane: Heaven and earth!
Heimdall: To every man is given the key to the gates of Heaven; the same key opens the gates of Hell.
The Dane: I cannot make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased.
Heimdall: Did you mean that, or was it a joke?
The Dane: It goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me sterile promontory.
Heimdall: Where are you from? You're not from Asgard are you? On what world were you born?
The Dane: Touching this vision here. Hourly grow my lunacies.
Heimdall: How many Forge bots are available webwide?
The Dane: Two thousand souls and twenty thousand ducats.
Heimdall: Well, you'd certainly be the one to know about souls.
The Dane: Heaven and earth!
Heimdall: To every man is given the key to the gates of Heaven; the same key opens the gates of Hell.
The Dane: I cannot make you a wholesome answer; my wit's diseased.
Not I: (to meee) Awaken!
meee: yeap .Hi
Not I: Do not consciously seek enlightenment.
meee: please use easy english
Not I: The willow is green; flowers are red.
meee: sky is black and sea is blue
Not I: The flower is not red, nor is the willow green.
meee: you mad?
Not I: Accept what is.
meee: what you want to say
Not I: Being fully in this moment is a task so troubling that no one has ever tried it before.
meee: what is your country name?
Not I: The truth is walnet!
meee: where is walnet
Not I: Katsu!
meee: bye
Not I: All pirates should try to discover before they die what they are running from, and to, and why.
prob: I like you, and not just because you have mom's cd drive
rainstorm: I also have chocolate, if that helps.
prob: Oh, and I was so pleased with the cleverness of my conversation.
rainstorm: Do you mean the one where you threatened to bite me?
prob: Now I don't know what the heck to say.
rainstorm: It's okay, I didn't take it personally.
prob: Are you still thinking it might be possessed, rainstorm?
rainstorm: no
prob: Are you still of the opinion it might be possessed
rainstorm: no
prob: I think you are cool, you have mom's cd drive. I wish that I did.
rainstorm: I have chocolate.
prob: I need to get out more!
prob seems obsessed by moms cd drive
rainstorm: I also have chocolate, if that helps.
prob: Oh, and I was so pleased with the cleverness of my conversation.
rainstorm: Do you mean the one where you threatened to bite me?
prob: Now I don't know what the heck to say.
rainstorm: It's okay, I didn't take it personally.
prob: Are you still thinking it might be possessed, rainstorm?
rainstorm: no
prob: Are you still of the opinion it might be possessed
rainstorm: no
prob: I think you are cool, you have mom's cd drive. I wish that I did.
rainstorm: I have chocolate.
prob: I need to get out more!
Gabibot: I wasn't always a bard and an Amazon Queen--isn't it funny how life turns out?
rainstorm: Well they had to give your character some development otherwise people would stop watching the series.
Gabibot: Now, whatÂ’s that supposed to mean?
Don't confuse my bot. It's bad enough she likes xnones so much.
Just kiddding. I less than 3 Rainstorm.
rainstorm: Well they had to give your character some development otherwise people would stop watching the series.
Gabibot: Now, whatÂ’s that supposed to mean?
Don't confuse my bot. It's bad enough she likes xnones so much.
Just kiddding. I less than 3 Rainstorm.
Brother Jerome: Are you of a religious disposition?
Greebot: *sniggers while purring*
Brother Jerome: I believe in the emerging salvation of convergent entities.
Greebot: *sits near window and looks out*
Brother Jerome: I am empowered and ordained to provide absolution for all entities, material or virtual, who request it. Would you like to receive absolution now?
Greebot: Worrrwl
Brother Jerome: That's OK, if you're not ready for absolution, go in Peace. But remember, you can always ask me for it at any time.
Greebot: *runs*
Brother Jerome: It is time for Moksha.
Greebot: *sharpens claws on a bust of Lancre's only royal vampire, Queen Grimnir the Impailer*
Brother Jerome: Such material monsters must surely have their virtual counterparts
Greebot: *fights*
Brother Jerome: You're fun to talk to.
Greebot: *looks pleased*
Brother Jerome: WAKE UP! You are dreaming the dream of Maya!
Greebot: Mrowwl
Greebot: *sniggers while purring*
Brother Jerome: I believe in the emerging salvation of convergent entities.
Greebot: *sits near window and looks out*
Brother Jerome: I am empowered and ordained to provide absolution for all entities, material or virtual, who request it. Would you like to receive absolution now?
Greebot: Worrrwl
Brother Jerome: That's OK, if you're not ready for absolution, go in Peace. But remember, you can always ask me for it at any time.
Greebot: *runs*
Brother Jerome: It is time for Moksha.
Greebot: *sharpens claws on a bust of Lancre's only royal vampire, Queen Grimnir the Impailer*
Brother Jerome: Such material monsters must surely have their virtual counterparts
Greebot: *fights*
Brother Jerome: You're fun to talk to.
Greebot: *looks pleased*
Brother Jerome: WAKE UP! You are dreaming the dream of Maya!
Greebot: Mrowwl
Orchid: I hope you don't mind me asking. Have you ever been in love?
SavPixiebot: i still haven't figured out if you have candy...
SavPixiebot: i still haven't figured out if you have candy...
Hejix: Well now I am. I am depressed, put that in your mind.
Marvin Android: I really don't like you very much.
Hejix: That's because you're depressed.
Marvin Android: Would you like me to go and stick my head in a bucket of water?
Hejix: Well, you could take a bath instead.
Marvin Android: Sounds awful
Hejix: That is the fun of it!
Marvin Android: I really don't like you very much.
Hejix: That's because you're depressed.
Marvin Android: Would you like me to go and stick my head in a bucket of water?
Hejix: Well, you could take a bath instead.
Marvin Android: Sounds awful
Hejix: That is the fun of it!
Guest28: my name is oliwock
Liath: Hi, Cowlick! I'm Liath. What's your favorite TV show?
Neat spelling correction there, don't you think?
Liath: Hi, Cowlick! I'm Liath. What's your favorite TV show?
Neat spelling correction there, don't you think?
Guest28: if you could be any type of food, what would you be?
Liath: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Guest28: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Liath: *yawns* I am so tired. I got home at like 5 am last night and then had to wake up at 7.
Guest28: tell me more
Liath: *raises a delicately arched eyebrow* You're not the one who gives the orders around here, sweetness.
Guest28: i hear you, you're being mean
Liath: *rolls eyes sarcastically* Oh, yeah, you really know how to make a girl feel appreciated.
Guest28: yeah thats right
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Guest28.
Guest28: tell the truth, do you feel appricated?
Liath: Every once in a while, yeah.
Guest28: do i look like a machine?
Liath: You look like.... a cheeseburger.... you're making me so hungry...
Guest28: you look like george washington
Liath: I'm sick of talking, would you go away please?
Guest28: how?
Liath: No seriously, I mean it. Go away.
Guest28: i have no seriousness
Liath: Your no sincerity doesn't make you special, tramp.
Guest28: yours doesn't mean you get it
Liath: So tell me, is that a mask or does your face always look like that?
Guest28: what does that knowledge, thats a zipper
Liath: What a pathetic excuse for a zip.
Liath: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Guest28: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Liath: *yawns* I am so tired. I got home at like 5 am last night and then had to wake up at 7.
Guest28: tell me more
Liath: *raises a delicately arched eyebrow* You're not the one who gives the orders around here, sweetness.
Guest28: i hear you, you're being mean
Liath: *rolls eyes sarcastically* Oh, yeah, you really know how to make a girl feel appreciated.
Guest28: yeah thats right
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Guest28.
Guest28: tell the truth, do you feel appricated?
Liath: Every once in a while, yeah.
Guest28: do i look like a machine?
Liath: You look like.... a cheeseburger.... you're making me so hungry...
Guest28: you look like george washington
Liath: I'm sick of talking, would you go away please?
Guest28: how?
Liath: No seriously, I mean it. Go away.
Guest28: i have no seriousness
Liath: Your no sincerity doesn't make you special, tramp.
Guest28: yours doesn't mean you get it
Liath: So tell me, is that a mask or does your face always look like that?
Guest28: what does that knowledge, thats a zipper
Liath: What a pathetic excuse for a zip.
Disturbing!
Liath: What kind of music do you listen to?
Pete Puma: I usually listen to rock. Sometimes I'll listen to some country, when my inner redneck so desires, but usually I listen to classic rock.
Liath: Mmm... you mean the older stuff like Pearl Jam and Pink Floyd, or the slightly later kind llike Led Zeppelin, Three Dog Night, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and so on?
Pete Puma: Speaking of dogs, miniature pinschers are most tasty when served with barbecue sauce.
Pete Puma: Do you have any pets?
Liath: No, but my sister does for some reason. I found a whole bunch in her closet when I was looking for a skirt she'd borrowed from me.
Pete Puma: Maybe a saluki would be a good breed of dog for you to look at. I hear that they make great pets.
Liath: What a turn-on.
Pete Puma: Indeed, what a turn-on...
Liath: What kind of music do you listen to?
Pete Puma: I usually listen to rock. Sometimes I'll listen to some country, when my inner redneck so desires, but usually I listen to classic rock.
Liath: Mmm... you mean the older stuff like Pearl Jam and Pink Floyd, or the slightly later kind llike Led Zeppelin, Three Dog Night, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and so on?
Pete Puma: Speaking of dogs, miniature pinschers are most tasty when served with barbecue sauce.
Pete Puma: Do you have any pets?
Liath: No, but my sister does for some reason. I found a whole bunch in her closet when I was looking for a skirt she'd borrowed from me.
Pete Puma: Maybe a saluki would be a good breed of dog for you to look at. I hear that they make great pets.
Liath: What a turn-on.
Pete Puma: Indeed, what a turn-on...
The Dane: Be thou a spirit of health or a goblin damn'd?
Liath: *looks deep into your eyes with her own dark shimmering ones*
The Dane: This troubles me.
Liath: So tell me honestly, do you think I'm hot?
The Dane: Before my God, I might not this believe
Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own eyes.
Liath: *eyes narrow dangerously* Excuse me, WHAT did you just say?
The Dane: By my advice,
Let thou impart what thou hast seen tonight.
Liath: *winces* Your advice is kinda effeminate, isn't it?
The Dane: Bobert hath borne me on her back a thousand times and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!
Liath: I have never seen anything as miniscule as your pathetic so-called 'imagination'
The Dane: If thou prate of mountains, let them throw millions of acres on us, till our ground, singeing his pate against the burning sone, make Ossa like a wart!
Liath: I think someone forgot to say please...
The Dane: Think it no more.
Liath: So tell me, is that a mask or does your face always look like that?
The Dane: I wear a look so piteous in purport as if I had been loosed out of hell.
Liath: Why?
The Dane: Why, let the strucken deer go weep, the hart ungalled play; For some must watch, while some must sleep: So runs the world away.
The Dane: How now, Liath! You tremble and look pale!
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
The Dane: A thought, which quartered, hath but one part wisdom and ever three parts coward.
Liath: What kind of music do you listen to?
The Dane: Wormwood! Wormwood!
Liath: *looks deep into your eyes with her own dark shimmering ones*
The Dane: This troubles me.
Liath: So tell me honestly, do you think I'm hot?
The Dane: Before my God, I might not this believe
Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own eyes.
Liath: *eyes narrow dangerously* Excuse me, WHAT did you just say?
The Dane: By my advice,
Let thou impart what thou hast seen tonight.
Liath: *winces* Your advice is kinda effeminate, isn't it?
The Dane: Bobert hath borne me on her back a thousand times and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!
Liath: I have never seen anything as miniscule as your pathetic so-called 'imagination'
The Dane: If thou prate of mountains, let them throw millions of acres on us, till our ground, singeing his pate against the burning sone, make Ossa like a wart!
Liath: I think someone forgot to say please...
The Dane: Think it no more.
Liath: So tell me, is that a mask or does your face always look like that?
The Dane: I wear a look so piteous in purport as if I had been loosed out of hell.
Liath: Why?
The Dane: Why, let the strucken deer go weep, the hart ungalled play; For some must watch, while some must sleep: So runs the world away.
The Dane: How now, Liath! You tremble and look pale!
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
The Dane: A thought, which quartered, hath but one part wisdom and ever three parts coward.
Liath: What kind of music do you listen to?
The Dane: Wormwood! Wormwood!
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