Time stays we go.

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Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.

Conscience is the inner voice that warns us that someone might be looking.

Conscience is the inner voice that warns us that someone might be looking.

For every complex problem there is an answer that is clear simple and wrong.

For every complex problem there is an answer that is clear, simple and wrong.

I hate all sports as rabidly as a person who likes sports hates common sense.

I hate all sports as rabidly as a person who likes sports hates common sense.

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