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From Cold Case season 5 episode 1-Thrill Kill-"Evil triumphs when good men do nothing."
Original Quote from Edmund Burke-"All that is necessary for evil to succeed is that good men do nothing."
"Live to love me, Not to judge me"
From One Tree Hill
Brooke-There are kids inside our school fearing for their lives right now. Terrified that someone is going to put a gun in their face and pull the trigger, and you wanna know how I'm feeling? Our pain is not a commodity for you. It's not a newsbyte to boost your ratings. Because tomorrow, or the next day, or the next week when WE go back to school, changed forever by a day that'll never leave us, where are you gonna be? At the next TRAGEDY? Thrusting your microphone at the next fractured person asking them how they feel? Lady, that is not journalism, YOU are not contributing anything to society. You are buzzards, circling the carnage, but you prey on the living. THAT is how I'm feeling. But something tells me you're not gonna air that.
Nathan-Numbers are funny. They can measure you, time you, and analyze you all they want, but they all know what really matters is how you play the game. He thinks I've lost a step because of my accident, so he's gonna play me tight. I haven't. Now he'll back off because he doesn't want to get beat off the dribble... just a half step. That's a mistake. You ever hear the expression you can't measure heart? Well the truth is they can't measure any of it: heart... want... need. They think I can't play point guard. But Q knew I could. You can't measure a dream.
The poem from the end of episode 16 of season 3 of One Tree Hill. I don't know the name of the poem so I'm naming it.
Does this darkness have a name?
This cruelty, this hatred?
How did it find us?
Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it?
What happened to us?
That we now send our children into the world like we send young men to war;
hoping for their safe return.
But knowing that some will be lost along the way.
When did we lose our way?
Consumed by the shadows; swallowed whole by the darkness.
Does this darkness have a name?
Is it your name?
The poem from the beginning of episode 12 of season 6 of One Tree Hill. I don't know the name of the poem so I'm naming it.
Little Old Man
A little old man and I fell out,
I'll tell you what it was all about.
He had money and I had none,
And that's the way the noise begun.
The poem from the end of episode 12 of season 6 of One Tree Hill
A Man of Words
A man of words and not of deeds
is like a garden full of weeds.
And when the weeds begin to grow,
it's like a garden full of snow.
And when the snow begins to fall,
it's like a bird upon the wall.
And when the bird away does fly,
it's like an eagle in the sky.
And when the sky begins to roar,
it's like a lion at the door.
And when the door begins to crack,
it's like a stick across your back.
And when your back begins to smart,
it's like a penknife in your heart.
And when your heart begins to bleed,
you're dead, and dead, and dead indeed.