Szánd meg Isten a´ Magyart Kit vészek hányának, Nyújts feléje védő kart Tengerén kinjának. Bal sors a´ kit régen tép, Hozz rá víg esztendőt, Megbünhödtte már e´ nép A´ múltat ´s jövendőt!

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Vár állott, most kőhalom; Kedv ´s öröm röpkedtek, Halálhörgés, siralom Zajlik már helyettek. S ah, szabadság nem virúl A holtnak véréböl, Kínzó rabság könynye húll Árvánk hő szeméböl!

If I make a song where I'm happy, I sound completely mad - I think my voice is better-suited for sadder songs.

I went from 250 to, like, 175 in three and a half, four months. And then I ended up graduating with honors. I went from a 2.4 to a 3.06 in a year. It's funny how those two are related. I don't want to say that if you lose weight, you'll get smarter, but... well, it worked for me.

The big question society will have to answer is whether it wants computers thinking like humans.

I think musicians are always very generous in promoting anything good they hear. It's just kind of in our nature.

Despite the fact that in America we incarcerate more juveniles for life terms than in any other country in the world, the truth is that the vast majority of youth offenders will one day be released. The question is simple and stark. Do we want to help them change or do we want to help them become even more violent and dangerous?

Our central theme is, How good you can get? How hard can I go to see how good you can get?

Words have very potent meanings and people read them and they react to them personally. They are very suggestive in terms of your life and things like that.

The day I woke up and Reddit was working on its own was just the most incredible feeling.

They say time heals all wounds but that presumes the source of the grief is finite.

Easter is meant to be a symbol of hope renewal and new life.

Right now, I think robots are where it's at. And yes, I'm biased. Robots and space, because with home rocket kits and Lego Mindstorm sets, people can get involved. I was raised on Transformers and GoBots, so I can't imagine what kids who are building real robots are dreaming about.

Automate your savings so that you have money taken directly from each paycheck and deposited into a 401(k) or other workplace retirement account. If that's not an option, automatically have money transferred out of checking into savings each time you get paid.

Intelligent resistance keeps the true self alive.

The stereotypical five o'clock dad belongs in a diorama with his 'Ask your mother' and his 'Don't be a cry baby.' The father who believes hugs and kisses are sex-blind and a dirty diaper requires a change, not a woman, is infinitely preferable.

If there were no government-guaranteed student loans, college tuition would be much lower.

I love to win; but I love to lose almost as much. I love the thrill of victory, and I also love the challenge of defeat.

I don't want to sing boring pop songs - I want to sing songs that are meaningful to me.

Fortitude is the marshal of thought, the armor of the will, and the fort of reason.

How can you not respect somebody like me? If you don't respect me, it's because you got hatin' all over you. If you don't like me, you don't like yourself.

I have deep emotions about the American people. If I were to cry for anything, I would cry for them and the policies that they're about to face.

I was raised on Elvis Presley and Buddy Holly and discovered the Stray Cats when I was 11 or 12 years old.

I like that I'm not typical. I like that I'm called 'no-genre hip-hop.'

I met Donald Barthelme when I was 30, and it's fair to say that before that moment, I was pre-modern, and after I met him, I was nudged rather forcefully towards this other end of the spectrum.

It's quite difficult for me to imagine my life without chess.