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> Alan Cox wrote:
[..]
No I didnt. Someone else wrote that. Please keep attributions
straight.
-- From linux-kernel
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Q: Who cuts the grass on Walton's Mountain?
A: Lawn Boy.
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Be self-reliant and your success is assured.
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Grub first, then ethics.
-- Bertolt Brecht
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"Obedience. A religion of slaves. A religion of intellectual death. I like
it. Don't ask questions, don't think, obey the Word of the Lord -- as it
has been conveniently brought to you by a man in a Rolls with a heavy Rolex
on his wrist. I like that job! Where can I sign up?"
-- Oleg Kiselev,oleg@CS.UCLA.EDU
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Noble dragons don't have friends. The nearest they can get to the idea is an enemy who is still alive.
(Guards! Guards!)
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To keep your friends treat them kindly; to kill them, treat them often.
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