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Monday, June 16th, 2008

Subject:Oscar Wilde Quotations
Posted by:thanks4smokin.
Time:6:29 pm.
I'm not sure if this is allowed but I didn't read anything against it, and well, these are smart and hilarious quotes.

[ 11x ] D.Gray-Man (Cross)
[ 15x ] Naruto (Mostly Itachi and Jiraiya)
[ 30x ] Oscar Wilde Quotations
[ 11x ] Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei


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Monday, April 18th, 2005

Posted by:lem_on.
Time:8:56 pm.
Mood: Just watch me fail.
Hi! I'm Gigi. I like books. I like humor. And I have something to contribute!
Sorry, it's kind of long:
I'm not to experienced with links so I hope this works...
The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson by Mark Twain, Chapter XI, Pg 90-91
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Thursday, November 18th, 2004

Subject:It is raining today and I love you.
Posted by:catchtheball.
Time:5:35 pm.
Mood: drained.
The Princess Bride by William Goldman. Cut because there's a buuuuuunch.Collapse )
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Sunday, September 5th, 2004

Posted by:trypanophobic34.
Time:3:44 pm.
"Well, I found myself seated in a horrid little private box, with a vulgar drop-scene staring me in the face. I looked out from behind the curtain, and surveyed the house. It was a tawdy affair, all Cupids and cornucopias, like a third-rate wedding cake. The gallery and pit were fairly full, but the two rows of dingy stalls were quite empty, and there was hardly a person in what I suppose they called the dress-circle. Women went about with oranges and ginger-beer, and there was a terrible consumption of nuts going on."
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, Chapter IV, Page 56
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Wednesday, August 25th, 2004

Posted by:trypanophobic34.
Time:1:56 pm.
As they descended the steps, it is averred that the lattice of a chamber-window was thrown open, and forth into the sunny day was trust the face of Mistress Hibbins, Governor Bellingham's bitter-tempered sister, and the same who, a few years later, was executed as a witch.

"Hist, hist!" said she, while her ill-omened physiognomy seemed to cast a shadow over the cheerful newness of the house. "Wilt thou go with us to-night? There will be a merry company in the forest; and I wellnight promised the Black Man that comely Hester Pyrnne should make one."

"Make my excuse to him, so please you!' answered Hester, with a triumphant smile. 'I must tarry at home, and keep watch over my little Pearl. Had they taken her from me, I would willingly have gone with thee into the forest, and signed my name in the Black Man's book too, and that with mine own blood!"


The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne, Chapter 8: The Elf-Child and the Minister, Page 103
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Thursday, August 12th, 2004

Subject:"The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist."
Posted by:trypanophobic34.
Time:4:26 pm.
Mood: amused.
Hello. New here.

'Very well,' said Elizabeth, 'I have nothing to send but my love. Oh! you may as well take back that tiresome book she would lend me, and pretend I have read it through. I really cannot be plaguing myself for ever with all the new poems and states of the nation that come out. Lady Russell quite bores one with her new publications. You need not tell her so, but I thought her dress hideous the other night. I used to think she had some taste in dress, but I was ashamed of her at the concert. Something so formal and arrange in her air! and she sits so upright! My best love, of course.'

'And mine,' added Sir Walter. 'Kindest regards. And you may say, that I mean to call upon her soon. Make a civil message. But I shall only leave my card. Morning visits are never fair by women at her time of life, who make themselves up so little. If she would only wear rouge, she would not be afraid of being seen; but last time I called, I observed the blinds were let down immediately.'


-- Persuasion by Jane Austen, Chapter X: Er, that's all, Page 173

'The only wonder was, what they could be waiting for, till the business at Lyme; then, indeed, it was clear enough that they must wait till her brain was set to right.'
-- Same as above, Page 138

'Ay, a very bad business indeed. - A new sort of way this, for a young fellow to be making love [courting, of course], by breaking his mistress's head! - is not it, Miss Elliot? - This is breaking a head and giving a plaister truly!'
-- Page 103

Hahah. That silly Admiral Croft.
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Sunday, July 25th, 2004

Posted by:catchtheball.
Time:12:19 am.
Mood: crappy.
Pap was a-going on so he never noticed where his old limber legs was taking him to, so he went head over heels over the tub of salt pork and barked both shins, and the rest of his speech was all the hottest kind of language -- mostly hove at the nigger and the govment, though he give the tub some, too, all along, here and there. He hopped around the cabin considerable, first on one leg and then on the other, holding first one shin and then the other one, and at last he let out with his left foot all of a sudden and fetched the tub a rattling kick. But it warn't good judgment, because that was the boot that had a couple of his toes leaking out of the front end of it; so now he raised a howl that fairly made a body's hair raise, and down he went in the dirt, and rolled there, and held his toes; and the cussing he done then laid over anything he had ever done previous. He said so his own self afterwards. He had heard old Sowberry Hagan in his best days, and he said it laid over him, too; but I reckon that was sort of piling it on, maybe.

The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain, Chapter 6: Pap Struggles With the Death Angel, pages 35 & 36
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Sunday, June 20th, 2004

Subject:This amused me
Posted by:5ampunkrock.
Time:1:48 pm.
Mood: amused.
When he indulged in an occasional loud laugh at some remark among the guests his large mouth parted so far back as to show to the rays of the chandelier a full score or more of the two-and-thirty sound white teeth that he obviously still could boast of.

The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy, Chapter V, page 34
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Tuesday, June 15th, 2004

Subject:Yoohoo
Posted by:5ampunkrock.
Time:1:20 am.
Mood: cold.
Hey ya'll, I'm Kristi, I'm almost 19 (two months away), and I'm a book-aholic. Right now I'm on page 80-something of Bram Stoker's "Dracula" and page 80-something of Albert Camus' "The Stranger". And I'm also about 20 pages into Alexandre Dumas fils' "La Dame aux Camelias" and 50+ pages into Thomas Hardy's "The Mayor of Casterbridge", but I'm not actively reading those at the moment. I have a horrible habit of starting books and then putting them down for several months before I actually finish them. It works, though; I tend to enjoy them more after the break.

That's my intro post, and I'm sticking to it LOL
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Monday, June 14th, 2004

Posted by:legendof12world.
Time:9:45 pm.
Mood: amused.
Hi... I'm Heather and I'm addicted to -

I'm 19 and I'm NiK's friend. Just finished Harry Potter: And The Prisoner of Azkaban.


P.S. The Harry Potter sitting next to me is holding a piece of chocolate because it will make him feel better...
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Subject:Ewwww... Troll Boogies!
Posted by:legendof12world.
Time:9:34 pm.
Mood: amused.
"Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business."

"Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git."

"Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor."

"Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball."


Harry Potter: And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, J. R. Rawling, Chapter: 14 - Snape's Grudge, Page 359 & 360
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Subject:introduction
Posted by:ledbylove.
Time:4:43 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
Hi, yeah... so I'm Cece or Dawna. Whichever. I'm 30 and I live in Phoenix, Arizona... and I'm also Nik's older sister. I'm on page ihavenofrellingclue of Harry Potter & the Order of the Phoenix.
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Posted by:catchtheball.
Time:5:56 pm.
Mood: rushed.
Since there are actually *gasp* a few people in here now, an introduction post from each of you would be neat :)
You all know me because I asked you to join, but for the sake of example... LOL

I'm Nik. I'm 19 years old. I'm currently on page 95 of The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien. Blah blah. Okay, your turns LOL
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Sunday, June 13th, 2004

Subject:I solemnly swear I am up to no good...
Posted by:catchtheball.
Time:9:02 pm.
Mood: busy.
There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something (or so Thorin said to the young dwarves). You certainly find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.
The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien, Chapter IV: Over Hill And Under Hill, page 65
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