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And it got me all fired up, to go far away.
And now that you don't have to be perfect, you can be good.
Remember, the enemy's gate is down.
Imago Dei.
Teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea.
Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead... only try to realize the truth.
As the good reverend would say, why we are on this particular mission, we'll never know, but I do know, here today, that the black knights will emerge victorious once again.
I came, I saw, I praise the Lord, then break the law.
Consistently inconsistent.
Authority and responsibility must be equal else a balancing takes place as surely as current flows between points of unequal potential.
Operator! Get me the president of the world!
I find myself completely out of control and wonder how could life could surprise me again and again and again, so completely.
The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born. Now is the time of monsters.
I've been working on a new electronic cash system that's fully peer-to-peer, with no trusted third party.
I fight for the user.
And the record begins with a song of rebellion.
We decided? My best interest?
Talk to me, Goose.
Safe return doubtful. Honour and recognition in event of success.
I ain't scared of nothing.
A student of error who can only prevail.
All I wanted to do was to make something beautiful.
Go now, you are forgiven.
Stay humble, stack sats.
Lord knows I'm weak, won't somebody get me off of this reef?
I think it's time we blow this scene. Get everybody and the stuff together. Okay, three, two, one, let's jam.
Operator...
They don't know nothing about redemption.
An elegant weapon for a more civilized age.
If it bleeds, we can kill it.
Impossible is nothing.
All we can do is by some sly roundabout way introduce something that they can't stop.
Part lies, part heart, part truth, part garbage.
Your great-grandfather always said, wasting is an art.
Nullius in verba.
And there aren't any more guns in the valley.
My ears are blown to bits from all the rifle hits, but still I crave that sound.
Get there firstest with the mostest.
And it's happened once again, I'll turn to a friend, someone that understands, sees through the master plan.
We need to roll back the state.
Successful hills are here to stay, everything must be this way.
Memento mori.
Son of a bitch, I'm sick of these dolphins.
Course he isn't safe. But he's good. He's the King, I tell you.
So please, show me your teeth, I'll show mine.
Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up! You see this? This is my boomstick!
All the armies of Europe and Asia could not by force take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue Ridge in a trial of a thousand years.
True care, truth brings.
And sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day.
Confusion and diffusion.
Be water, my friend.
Teach only what you know.
A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees, where I was always a winner and I was usually right.
It hurt itself in its confusion!
See you, space cowboy.
So did I work off the doughnuts and the ten double dollars?
What's the frequency, Kenneth?
True shred guitar.
Only this time let go of your conscious self and act on instinct.
We are the renegades of funk.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Back to save the universe.
What senses do we lack that we cannot see and cannot hear another world all around us.
Back off Warchild, seriously.
When it all goes quiet behind my eyes.
Set, set that crown on the ground.
May the road rise up to meet you.
Kick the tires, light the fires.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Exoskeletal junction at the railroad delayed.
There is no greater solitude than that of a samourai, unless it is that of the tiger in the jungle...perhaps.
Are you sure that we are awake? It seems to me that yet we sleep, we dream.
If he's an angel, he's sure a murderin' angel.
As an amusing thought experiment, imagine that bitcoin is successful and becomes the dominant payment system in use throughout the world.
No one listens to Turtle.
Fire for effect.
Get behind me, Satan!
We can be heroes, just for one day.
Could it be that we are fighting a war that can't be won?
There's a sort of evil out there.
For those about to rock, we salute you.
Don't open that, it's an alien planet! Is there air? You don't know!
You have a sad feeling for a moment, then it passes.
Reactors online. Sensors online. Weapons online. All systems nominal.
Kick it.
Ex animo.
We're on a mission from God.
Fire and maneuver.
A quick little balefire.
Damn it feels good to be a gansta.
Did you reinforce the takeoff ramp?
Remember that we are not descended from fearful men.
Too close for missiles, switching to guns.
Be excellent to each other.
There's no one thing that's true. It's all true.
They gave us an engine that first went up and down, and then with more technology the engine went around.
Burn the ships.
But when you suddenly move from a lighted room to a dark one, you can't see for a second, and that's when the dust bunnies come out.
Empty your cup.
One is nine, nine is two, holy god and holy truth.
I love chillin, hangin out, havin fun and just fuckin chillin.
Knock on the sky, listen for the sound.
They would take their software out and race it in the black desert of the electronic night.
I’m picking up good vibrations.