For you, a thousand times over." Then I turned and ran. It was only a smile, nothing more. It didn't make everything alright. It didn't make anything all right. Only a smile. A tiny thing. But I'll take it. With open arms.

I&#39;m not concerned about all hell breaking loose, but that a PART of hell will break loose... it&#39;ll be much harder to detect.

Iedereen heeft een lotsbestemming; de enige verplichting is die te volgen en te accepteren, waar zij ook toe mag leiden.

It happens that every man in a bank hates what the bank does, and yet the bank does it. The bank is something more than men, I tell you. It's the monster. Men made it, but they can't control it.

Written By John Steinbeck

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