“Only a rebuke that 'has something in it' will sting, will have the power to stir our feelings, not the other sort, as we know.”
― Sigmund Freud
"The reason I talk to myself is because I'm the only one whose answers I accept."
--George Carlin
The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.
- Henry David Thoreau
@Lustig Andrei,
Why do birds know you just washed your car?
“My doctor told me to stop having intimate dinners for four. Unless there are three other people.”
― Orson Welles
He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever.
- Chinese Proverb
@vonny,
"I wasn't too bright as a child. I used to sneak behind the barn to do nothing."
Milton Berle
@cicerone imposter,
Committee--a group of men who individually can do nothing but as a group decide that nothing can be done.
- Fred Allen
"The reason crime doesn't pay is that when it does, it is called a more respectable name."
-- Laurence J, Peter
@Lustig Andrei,
"I don't mind being a senior citizen. I just don't look forward to graduation."
Milton Berle
“He who fears he shall suffer, already suffers what he fears.”
― Michel de Montaigne,
“A coward dies a thousand times before his death, but the valiant taste of death but once. It seems to me most strange that men should fear, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come.”
― William Shakespeare
“Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.”
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
@edgarblythe,
"We must learn to apply all that we know so that we can attract all that we want." -- Jim Rohn
"When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw."
--Nelson Mandela
@Lustig Andrei,
What happens when the government becomes the outlaw?
@cicerone imposter,
He puts on green tights and lives in the woods with maid Marion.
“I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its leaves are a little yellow, its tone mellower, its colours richer, and it is tinged a little with sorrow and a premonition of death. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor of the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and is content. From a knowledge of those limitations and its richness of experience emerges a symphony of colours, richer than all, its green speaking of life and strength, its orange speaking of golden content and its purple of resignation and death”
― Lin Yutang
