From c6103298e92114e4298af16f3e0832c23f78bc7c Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: pozzoLoaf Date: Fri, 12 Jun 2026 17:20:52 -0700 Subject: [PATCH 1/5] impr(quotes): Add six English quotes. Used doubled hyphens for em dash. --- frontend/static/quotes/english.json | 36 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 1 file changed, 36 insertions(+) diff --git a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json index dd4d91aeacf9..7cc943a7b491 100644 --- a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json +++ b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json @@ -39345,6 +39345,42 @@ "source": "Doctor Who, Fallen Heroes", "id": 7770, "length": 485 + }, + { + "text": "The nursery of modernity was riven by numerous fractures, not only by those between the warring states of medieval and early modern Europe but also by others within society: between state and church, rulers and lords, cites and magnates, knights and merchants, and, most recently, Catholics and Protestants. This often violent history of conflict and compromise was long but had a clear beginning: the fall of the Roman empire that had lorded it over most of Europe, much as successive Chinese dynasties lorded it over most of East Asia. Yet in contrast to China, nothing like the Roman empire ever returned to Europe. The enduring absence of hegemonic empire on a subcontinental scale represented a dramatic break not only with ancient history. It also set Europe on a trajectory away from the default pattern of serial imperial state formation--from the boom and bust of hegemonic powers--we can observe elsewere. By laying the foundations for persistent polycentrism and the transformative developmental dynamics it generated over the long run, this rupture was the single most important precondition for modern economic growth, industrialization, and global Western dominance much later on.", + "source": "Walter Scheidel, Escape from Rome: The Failure of Empire and the Road to Prosperity", + "id": 7771, + "length": 1194 + }, + { + "text": "Each hour, a myriad of trillions of little live things--microbes, bacteria, the peasants of nature--are born and die, not counting for much except in the bulk of their numbers and the accumulation of their tiny lives. They do not perceive deeply, nor do they suffer. A hundred trillion, dying, would not begin to have the same importance as a single human death. Within the ranks of magnitude of all creatures, small as microbes or great as humans, there is an equality of \"elan,\" just as the branches of a tall tree, gathered together, equal the bulk of the limbs together, and all of the limbs equal the bulk of the trunk. We believe this as firmly as the kings of France believed in their hierarchy. Which of our generations will come to disagree?", + "source": "Greg Bear, Blood Music", + "id": 7772, + "length": 750 + }, + { + "text": "Nothing is lost. Nothing is forgotten. It was in the blood, the flesh, And now it is forever.", + "source": "Greg Bear, Blood Music", + "id": 7773, + "length": 93 + }, + { + "text": "Take cognizance that (from now on) I will not accept here any copper from you that is not of fine quality. I shall (from now on) select and take the ingots individually in my own yard, and I shall exercise against you my right of rejection because you have treated me with contempt.", + "source": "Nanni, complaint tablet to Ea-Nasir, translated by A. Leo Oppenheim", + "id": 7774, + "length": 282 + }, + { + "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun!\" We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice?\" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station.\" This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", + "source": "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!", + "id": 7775, + "length": 1425 + }, + { + "text": "And when you were a pup, well I watched you so close. You ran straight to the distance allowed by his post. You got kicked, you got choked, phrases crept up your spine when he said \"We must keep our bitches in line.\" And on his poker nights, says the same of his wife. He's the top dog, pack leader, a true alpha male. So make no sudden moves, keep your nose from the border. You move fast, you eat last this side of pecking order.", + "source": "The Hotelier, Housebroken", + "id": 7776, + "length": 431 } ] } From 929f544ccc1f370c064f78687e40c4837c894695 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: pozzoLoaf Date: Tue, 16 Jun 2026 13:47:04 -0700 Subject: [PATCH 2/5] impr(quotes): Fixed formatting for a quote (@pozzoLoaf) --- frontend/static/quotes/english.json | 4 ++-- 1 file changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json index 7cc943a7b491..018c0def4dd8 100644 --- a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json +++ b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json @@ -39371,10 +39371,10 @@ "length": 282 }, { - "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun!\" We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice?\" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station.\" This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", + "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun! \" We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice? \" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station. \" This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", "source": "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!", "id": 7775, - "length": 1425 + "length": 1428 }, { "text": "And when you were a pup, well I watched you so close. You ran straight to the distance allowed by his post. You got kicked, you got choked, phrases crept up your spine when he said \"We must keep our bitches in line.\" And on his poker nights, says the same of his wife. He's the top dog, pack leader, a true alpha male. So make no sudden moves, keep your nose from the border. You move fast, you eat last this side of pecking order.", From f3c3c184d6ea72ff4c7b560159e17ddf8e58d267 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: pozzoLoaf Date: Tue, 16 Jun 2026 13:54:02 -0700 Subject: [PATCH 3/5] impr(quotes): Fix the fixed formatting (@pozzoLoaf) --- frontend/static/quotes/english.json | 4 ++-- 1 file changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json index 018c0def4dd8..f96b3029363f 100644 --- a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json +++ b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json @@ -39371,10 +39371,10 @@ "length": 282 }, { - "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun! \" We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice? \" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station. \" This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", + "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun! \" We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice?\" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station. \"This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", "source": "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!", "id": 7775, - "length": 1428 + "length": 1426 }, { "text": "And when you were a pup, well I watched you so close. You ran straight to the distance allowed by his post. You got kicked, you got choked, phrases crept up your spine when he said \"We must keep our bitches in line.\" And on his poker nights, says the same of his wife. He's the top dog, pack leader, a true alpha male. So make no sudden moves, keep your nose from the border. You move fast, you eat last this side of pecking order.", From 205d33f59979f722a27e9d3aa6ecdefe05ed532c Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: pozzoLoaf Date: Tue, 16 Jun 2026 14:02:23 -0700 Subject: [PATCH 4/5] impr(quotes): Fix the fixed formatting again(@pozzoLoaf) --- frontend/static/quotes/english.json | 4 ++-- 1 file changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json index f96b3029363f..e6e690a52bdd 100644 --- a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json +++ b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json @@ -39371,10 +39371,10 @@ "length": 282 }, { - "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun! \" We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice?\" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station. \"This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", + "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun! \"We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice?\" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station.\" This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", "source": "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!", "id": 7775, - "length": 1426 + "length": 1425 }, { "text": "And when you were a pup, well I watched you so close. You ran straight to the distance allowed by his post. You got kicked, you got choked, phrases crept up your spine when he said \"We must keep our bitches in line.\" And on his poker nights, says the same of his wife. He's the top dog, pack leader, a true alpha male. So make no sudden moves, keep your nose from the border. You move fast, you eat last this side of pecking order.", From 244cd5ed6ab235eb9aab6dc2503435990cf7487f Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: pozzoLoaf Date: Tue, 16 Jun 2026 14:03:36 -0700 Subject: [PATCH 5/5] impr(quotes): Fix the fixed formatting again again(@pozzoLoaf) --- frontend/static/quotes/english.json | 2 +- 1 file changed, 1 insertion(+), 1 deletion(-) diff --git a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json index e6e690a52bdd..7cc943a7b491 100644 --- a/frontend/static/quotes/english.json +++ b/frontend/static/quotes/english.json @@ -39371,7 +39371,7 @@ "length": 282 }, { - "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun! \"We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice?\" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station.\" This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", + "text": "When I became a pledge they had various ways of hazing. One of the things they did was to take us, blindfolded, far out into the countryside in the dead of winter and leave us by a frozen lake about a hundred feet apart. We were in the middle of absolutely nowhere--no houses, no nothing--and we were supposed to find our way back to the fraternity. We were a little bit scared, because we were young, and we didn't say much--except for one guy, whose name was Maurice Meyer: you couldn't stop him from joking around, making dumb puns, and having this happy-go-lucky attitude of \"Ha, ha, there's nothing to worry about. Isn't this fun!\" We were getting mad at Maurice. He was always walking a little bit behind and laughing at the whole situation, while the rest of us didn't know how we were ever going to get out of this. We came to an intersection not far from the lake--there were still no houses or anything--and the rest of us were discussing whether we should go this way or that way, when Maurice caught up to us and said, \"Go this way.\" \"What the hell do you know, Maurice?\" we said, frustrated. \"You're always making these jokes. Why should we go this way?\" \"Simple: Look at the telephone lines. Where there's more wires, it's going toward the central station.\" This guy, who looked like he wasn't paying attention to anything, had come up with a terrific idea! We walked straight into town without making an error.", "source": "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!", "id": 7775, "length": 1425