devablu

你們這些人..你們懂得甚麼叫做禮貌嗎?

誰要傷害你們啊.......

你們被尊重的時候..你們不懂得尊重別人嗎?

你們是怎麼做人啊

hi ...this is a message to taiwanese,i can tell you much when you think only about urselfves only as the first priority.i assure u, slowly u wont recognise people around u, u are not going to trust them, nor to be trusted,because among you.u will see your own necessity more than others.slowly in ur own relationship and others...u will fall, and keep yourselves so close. that one day, u will feel the coldness in ur life.u may know what is desire and temptation, u will get them, really easy. but one day, u will see that what u have left in ur life, is not an identity of who u are,or the real u,u wont know who is loving you, or who cares. u will see that u are drugged with wine and entertainment that world can buy.Even to the christian, i am telling you,when u talk about God.U must be really kidding, when u prioritize urself more than others.......u are just a laugh, who pretends to be a holy person, nothing that u have done for others but only to serve ur own needs.If one day ur consciousness has fallen apart, then congratulation u have fallen in the hands of the Lier Himself.Just enjoy ur time before the hallucination.    

If you are the world.....then i am your enemy

by trying to deny who we are, the we learn to know who we truly are,..........

we loved life because of death,and we feared death because we lived.

Politics: “Poli” a Latin word meaning “many”; and "tics" meaning “bloodsucking creatures”.”

“Never pick a fight with an ugly person, they've got nothing to lose.”

Cocaine is God's way of saying you're making too much money.”

If women ran the world we wouldn't have wars, just intense negotiations every 28 days.”

What's right is what's left if you do everything else wrong.”

people who has the most , has the least....

and the one who has the least , has the most....

Who am I? They often tell me

I stepped from my cell’s confinement

Calmly, cheerfully, firmly,

Like a squire from his country-house.

Who am I? They often tell me

The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.

Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.

Remember remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder, treason

行销学老师，跟我们班说，人类谈恋爱起初是因为他们的一些条件，礼貌，帅气，样貌，这些条件引起对方的注意力，吸引，最终恋爱了。可是我们都知道我们终有一天会忘记对方吸引我们的原因，就是这些条件。麻木了，我们对爱情，人情，一切麻木了，也开始觉得自己已经没有多余的条件可以显给大家看。他说，我们以后要结婚之前，要记得先问对方，若我们没有这些条件，他还会爱我们吗，若他说不，我们宁可马上拒绝他，长痛不如短痛。若社会是这样看自己，我为你们哭泣，也愤怒。

已经没有了，身上已经没有任何理由去争取，价值，他渐渐离去我们的时代了，我们很空虚地感觉到人生的快乐。

我可以听到， 听到你们的心跳，没有安全感，害怕，无奈。你们很努力去面对这些，试着把他笑出来。

可是若迷路了，你们知道自己要在哪里停下来吗。

那些人在电视上说，你相信奇迹吗?

我妈说。。。。。我小时候，很爱笑

我妈说。。。。。我们三个孩子，我的鼻子最挺

我妈说。。。。。我们三个孩子当中，我最爱讲话，也是最调皮

history was written and will be written

repeating history itself

If A equals success, then the formula is _ A = _ X + _ Y + _ Z. _ X is work. _ Y is play. _ Z is keep your mouth shut. -- Albert Einstein

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." --A. Einstein

When you sit with a nice girl for two hours, it seems like two minutes. When you sit on a hot stove for two minutes, it seems like two hours that's relativity." -- Albert Einstein

Latin: nanos gigantum humeris insidentes.......meaning Dwarfs standing on the shoulders of giants

One who develops future intellectual pursuits by understanding the research and works created by notable thinkers of the past