And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a soul to hear. We’re going to get older whether we like it or not, so the only question is whether we get on with our lives, or desperately cling to the past. Holy Rip Van Winkle The littlest thing can cause a ripple effect that changes your life. Is this your homework, Larry? Will you open up the exit hatch, please, computer? Clearing the area. Сила — спільник мій, і спільник могутній. Життя її створює, вирощує If my calculations are correct, when this baby hits 88 miles per hour... you're gonna see some serious shit.