Everything is gone;
Your life's work has been destroyed.
Squeeze trigger (yes/no)?
I'm sorry, there's -- um --
insufficient -- what's-it-called?
The term eludes me ...
Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.
Seeing my great fault
Through darkening blue windows
I begin again
The code was willing,
It considered your request,
But the chips were weak.
A file that big?
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.
Errors have occurred.
We won't tell you where or why.
Lazy programmers.
Server's poor response
Not quick enough for browser.
Timed out, plum blossom.
Login incorrect.
Only perfect spellers may
enter this system.
wind catches lily
scatt'ring petals to the wind:
segmentation fault
First snow, then silence.
This thousand dollar screen dies
so beautifully.
The Tao that is seen
Is not the true Tao, until
You bring fresh toner.
Yesterday it worked
Today it is not working
Windows is like that
To have no errors
Would be life without meaning
No struggle, no joy
You step in the stream,
but the water has moved on.
This page is not here.
Hal, open the file
Hal, open the damn file, Hal
open the, please Hal
The ten thousand things
How long do any persist?
Netscape, too, has gone.
Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.