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Brenda Shaughnessy
Well you can actually make it go slower than 1 second per second if you …

Anonymous
changed eve to even

Some Disney Princess
I swear, didn't that happen to the Mongolian Empire lol

Satan
NO. JUST NO. WHY. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO REMIND ME OF THIS ABSOLUTE TORTURE

Kawish
Friday is my favourite day of the week too! Like you get to do something …

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michael crichton - jurassic park
God created dinosaurs. God destroyed dinosaurs. God created Man. Man destroyed God. Man created dinosaurs. Dinosaurs eat man. Woman inherits the earth.

tite kubo - pride
Remember this well. There are two kinds of fights. As long as we place ourselves in battle, we must always know the difference: fights to defend life... and fights to defend pride.

kisuke urahara
When you're dodging, you're "afraid of getting hit." When you're attacking, you're "afraid of hitting me." When you're protecting someone, you're "afraid of them dying." It's pathetic! You can't give into fear in a fight! When you're dodging, think "I won't let you hit me!" When you're protecting someone, think "I won't let you die!" When you're attacking, think "I will cut you!"

Riichiro Inagaki - eyeshield 21
We don't have time to waste asking for the things we don't have, we can only look for the best way to fight with the things we do have. When a man bleeds freely for the sake of other people, it's only proper to pretend that you never saw it.

Veronica Roth - insurgent
May the peace of God be with you," she says, her voice low, "even in the midst of trouble." "Why would it?" I say softly, so no one else can hear. "After all I've done ...""It isn't about you," she says. "It is a gift. You cannot earn it, or it ceases to be a gift.

veronica roth - divergent
The stone is rough under my knees. I hear something, a memory of sound. Al's sobs; his screams at night. Should have known. Still can't breathe. I press both palms to my chest and rock back and forth to free the tension in my chest. When I blink, I see the top of Al's head as he carries me on his back to the dining hall. I feel the bounce of his footsteps. He is big and warm and clumsy. No, was. That is death-shifting from "is" to "was."