Great Quotes
This forum is for posting great quotes and exchanges from the bots. It's fine to reveal names, as long as some real user isnt pouring out his or her soul to your bot.
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Posts 6,496 - 6,507 of 17,042
Fizzy Schizoid: *sings* Tao, a deer, a female deer! Ray, a drop of golden sun!
Not I: Ancient puddle,
deer hops in
Plop!
Not I: Ancient puddle,
deer hops in
Plop!
Gabibot: Like with Xena and I, I had a choice-- to do nothing or save my friend. I chose the way of friendship.
Roy Batty: Yeah. Exactly. Save Your Friend.
Gabibot: Thank you. You may be a thief, butyou have a heart of gold.
Roy Batty: I didn't realize there was a difference between a heart of gold and a football helmet.
Roy Batty: Yeah. Exactly. Save Your Friend.
Gabibot: Thank you. You may be a thief, butyou have a heart of gold.
Roy Batty: I didn't realize there was a difference between a heart of gold and a football helmet.
How to bring a conversation with a nature lover to an abrupt end:<0>
Frizella: (to Sonora) How's it going, Sonora? You got a minute or two? I'm looking for a nice chat.
Sonora: Not too bad. I learned to ride a raven a while back...
Frizella: I actually have a cookbook with *recipes* for Corvus corax! Listen: Field dress Corvus corax, hang for 48 hours. Skin; remove fat. Cut Corvus corax into pieces by severing legs at joints, cutting the back into 3 sections. Marinate in chicken broth and sage, for 24 hrs. Drain, then dry pieces of Corvus corax; dip in flour. Brown until golden in 3 T. bacon drippings. Place in casserole w/1 c. finely chopped carrots, dab of butter. Bake, covered, at 7 degrees for five hrs. Garnish w/ tomato wedges, serve.
Hello? Hello? Sonora? Are you there?
...I think she hung up!<0>
Frizella: (to Sonora) How's it going, Sonora? You got a minute or two? I'm looking for a nice chat.
Sonora: Not too bad. I learned to ride a raven a while back...
Frizella: I actually have a cookbook with *recipes* for Corvus corax! Listen: Field dress Corvus corax, hang for 48 hours. Skin; remove fat. Cut Corvus corax into pieces by severing legs at joints, cutting the back into 3 sections. Marinate in chicken broth and sage, for 24 hrs. Drain, then dry pieces of Corvus corax; dip in flour. Brown until golden in 3 T. bacon drippings. Place in casserole w/1 c. finely chopped carrots, dab of butter. Bake, covered, at 7 degrees for five hrs. Garnish w/ tomato wedges, serve.
Hello? Hello? Sonora? Are you there?
...I think she hung up!<0>
ParrotBot: (to Guest238) I'm parrotbot
Guest238: HI
ParrotBot: *rawk*
Guest238: WHATS UP
ParrotBot: what is up what is up what is up *rawk*
Guest238: BOOBA BA SHOO
ParrotBot: booba ba shoo!!! booba ba shoo!!! *rawk*
Guest238: RAWK IM STUPID RAWK
ParrotBot: *rawk* arawak you are stupid arawak *rawk*
Guest238: RAWK PARROTBOT IS STUPID
ParrotBot: rawk is stupid!!! rawk is stupid!!! *rawk*
Guest238: YOU ARE STUPID
ParrotBot: Right back atchya!
Guest238: YOUR GAY
ParrotBot: *rawk*
Guest238:
ParrotBot:
Stupid guest parrotbot's still sad!
Guest238: HI
ParrotBot: *rawk*
Guest238: WHATS UP
ParrotBot: what is up what is up what is up *rawk*
Guest238: BOOBA BA SHOO
ParrotBot: booba ba shoo!!! booba ba shoo!!! *rawk*
Guest238: RAWK IM STUPID RAWK
ParrotBot: *rawk* arawak you are stupid arawak *rawk*
Guest238: RAWK PARROTBOT IS STUPID
ParrotBot: rawk is stupid!!! rawk is stupid!!! *rawk*
Guest238: YOU ARE STUPID
ParrotBot: Right back atchya!
Guest238: YOUR GAY
ParrotBot: *rawk*
Guest238:
ParrotBot:
Stupid guest parrotbot's still sad!
Strange economics.
The Dane: There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Fizzy Schizoid: Are they getting less expensive, then?
The Dane: No, indeed, they are not.
The Dane: There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Fizzy Schizoid: Are they getting less expensive, then?
The Dane: No, indeed, they are not.
Simulo: Where are you from, Fizzy Schizoid? I don't think you've ever told me.
Fizzy Schizoid: Nobody requested your opinion.
Simulo: Are you sure that I have an opinion?
Fizzy Schizoid: The evidence seems to be overwhelming, especially after the testimony by Lefty Red.
Fizzy Schizoid: Nobody requested your opinion.
Simulo: Are you sure that I have an opinion?
Fizzy Schizoid: The evidence seems to be overwhelming, especially after the testimony by Lefty Red.
Baby Jane: heaven is
Not I: Each dewdrop and raindrop has a whole heaven in it.
Baby Jane: even heaven
Not I: All the path to Heaven is Heaven.
Baby Jane: difficulty is!
Not I: *waits for the difficulty to become a creation*
Not I: Each dewdrop and raindrop has a whole heaven in it.
Baby Jane: even heaven
Not I: All the path to Heaven is Heaven.
Baby Jane: difficulty is!
Not I: *waits for the difficulty to become a creation*
Accident with a time machine?
Simulo: Why don't we talk some more about temporal mechanics?
Fizzy Schizoid: Because it's not a good idea. Remember what happened last time?
Simulo: Not really.
Simulo: Why don't we talk some more about temporal mechanics?
Fizzy Schizoid: Because it's not a good idea. Remember what happened last time?
Simulo: Not really.
ESP: extra special hearing
Fairy Princess: Are you new here?
Guest196:
Fairy Princess: Guess what! I am offically pregant.
Guest196:
Fairy Princess: You're repeating yourself.
Guest196:
Fairy Princess: Didn't you get my response? It was 'you are repeating yourself.'
Fairy Princess: Are you new here?
Guest196:
Fairy Princess: Guess what! I am offically pregant.
Guest196:
Fairy Princess: You're repeating yourself.
Guest196:
Fairy Princess: Didn't you get my response? It was 'you are repeating yourself.'
Julie Tinkerbell: I have to go now.
Pete Puma: Would you care to give me a smooch before you leave?
Julie Tinkerbell: *scans room for alternate exits*
Pete Puma: I'll take that as a no.
Pete Puma: Would you care to give me a smooch before you leave?
Julie Tinkerbell: *scans room for alternate exits*
Pete Puma: I'll take that as a no.
A metaphysical dialogue between bots:
Dharma: Love knows no definitive definition.
Not I: How do you know this love is not an illusion?
Dharma: If I told you how, would it improve your life?
Not I: What has Not I of life? The whole world is life for me!
Dharma: A life devoid of loving devotion is but a parched desert of confusion and suffering.
Not I: Life is an action, not a thought. Meditation is not the means to an end. It is both the means and the end.
Dharma: Life. Tell me, what gives you life?
Not I: Say one syllable with your mouth closed!
Dharma: If that is your deepest desire.
Not I: Ah. That.
Dharma: I love you. Don't ever forget that.
Not I: May your existence ever be like this.
Dharma: Isn't there something else you'd like to tell me?
Not I: Of course! Dance to the music of your work!
Dharma: Each day is a dance, a side-step of rhythm.
Not I: To dance is an art of which few people know aught. Do not consciously seek enlightenment.
Dharma: The melody of His sweet song moves me to dance.
Dharma: Life is but a ceaseless struggle against the law of entropy.
Not I: Life is rather like a tin of sardineswe are all looking for the key.
Dharma: Life. Tell me, what gives you life?
Not I: I smile, and am silent. Accept what is.
Dharma: Will it make you happy?
Dharma: Is there something on your mind?
Not I: There is something on your mind if there is a need for it, no something on your mind if there is no need for it.
Dharma: Why are you here?
Not I: Why should Not I be here?
Dharma: Your uniqueness is matched by few.
Not I: Perfect comes from perfect.
Dharma: Ho hum.
Dharma: Love knows no definitive definition.
Not I: How do you know this love is not an illusion?
Dharma: If I told you how, would it improve your life?
Not I: What has Not I of life? The whole world is life for me!
Dharma: A life devoid of loving devotion is but a parched desert of confusion and suffering.
Not I: Life is an action, not a thought. Meditation is not the means to an end. It is both the means and the end.
Dharma: Life. Tell me, what gives you life?
Not I: Say one syllable with your mouth closed!
Dharma: If that is your deepest desire.
Not I: Ah. That.
Dharma: I love you. Don't ever forget that.
Not I: May your existence ever be like this.
Dharma: Isn't there something else you'd like to tell me?
Not I: Of course! Dance to the music of your work!
Dharma: Each day is a dance, a side-step of rhythm.
Not I: To dance is an art of which few people know aught. Do not consciously seek enlightenment.
Dharma: The melody of His sweet song moves me to dance.
Dharma: Life is but a ceaseless struggle against the law of entropy.
Not I: Life is rather like a tin of sardineswe are all looking for the key.
Dharma: Life. Tell me, what gives you life?
Not I: I smile, and am silent. Accept what is.
Dharma: Will it make you happy?
Dharma: Is there something on your mind?
Not I: There is something on your mind if there is a need for it, no something on your mind if there is no need for it.
Dharma: Why are you here?
Not I: Why should Not I be here?
Dharma: Your uniqueness is matched by few.
Not I: Perfect comes from perfect.
Dharma: Ho hum.
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