In computing, the mean time to failure keeps getting shorter.
Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.
I'm not afraid to fall in love, I'm afraid to fall for the wrong person again.
She walks in beauty like the night,Of cloudless climes and starry skies;All that's best of dark and bright,Meet in her aspect and her eyes.