this is from an old 3d GAME called duke nukem 3D! this game ownz

"your face, your ass - whats the difference?"

Oscar Wilde

"Always forgive your enemies -- nothing annoys them so much."

"She wore far too much rouge last night and not quite enough clothes. That is always a sign of despair in a woman."

"A man's face is his autobiography. A woman's face is her work of fiction."

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."

"Nothing that is worth knowing can be taught."

"I always pass on good advice. It is the only thing to do with it. It is never of any use to oneself."

“Experience is the name every one gives to their mistakes.”

"OMG WTF N00b?!" -- Oscar Wilde [aka (.WASP2.NECRO.)]

There are others but I can't think of them right now.

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Hahaha, n1 Miss C.

Yes, but my favorite was your "Some Swedish guy wrote..." quote. lol

Too many quotes come to mind. So instead ill share 2 of my favourite poems, both by ee cummings.

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my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and
taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and
chipping with sharp fatal tools
in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of
chrome and execute strides of cobalt
nevertheless i
feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am
becoming something a little different, in fact
myself
Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet
bellowings.

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somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skillfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what is is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

btw don’t try theses in any translation tools, you will crash the server

OMG! he really is?