“Will you shut this kid up? He’s makin’ me look like a bully.”
I wish that people cared more for the earth than they prayed to the one who created it.
I’ve always wondered whether the “Digest” part was a polite nod to where folks most often read it. . .
Ernest Hemingway after crashing his plane in Africa; “The luck; she is still running good.”
“When I was an apprentice machinist they told us to run the machine so fast the tool would break, then stop the machine, replace the tool, turn the speed down one notch and that was how fast we should run the machines. But that was during The War and we were all in a hurry.”
“Back when I was picking beans in Guatemala, we used to make fresh coffee, right off the trees I mean. That was good. This is shit but, hey, I’m in a police station.”
Don’t say sorry now and expect to be let off of the hook.
In future be sorry beforehand and don’t do it in the first place .
“Not the momma!”
“Can a woman wear white to her wedding if she wasn’t a virgin when she was still a man?”
“Never appeal to a man’s “better nature.” He may not have one. Invoking his “self—interest” gives you more leverage.”
"There are hidden contradictions within the minds of people who “love nature” while deploring the “artificialities” with which “Man has spoiled ‘Nature.” The obvious contradiction lies in their choice of words, which imply that Man and his artifacts are not part of “Nature”–but beavers and their damns are. But the contradictions go deeper than this prima-facie absurdity. In declaring his love for a beaver damn (erected by beavers for beaver’s purposes) and his hatred for dams erected by men (for the purpose of men) the “Naturist” reveals his hatred for his own race–i.e., his own self-hatred. In the case of “Naturists” such self—hatred is understandable; they are such a sorry lot. But hatred is too strong an emotion to feel toward them; pity and contempt are the most they rate. As for me, willy-nilly I am a man, not a beaver, and H. Sapiens is the only race I have or can have. Fortunately for me, I like being part of a race made up of men and women-- it strikes me as a fine arrangement and perfectly “natural.” Believe it or not, there were “Naturists” who opposed the first flight to old Earth’s Moon as being “unnatural” and a “despoiling of nature.”
“What are the facts? Again and again and again-what are the facts? Shun wishful thinking, ignore divine revelation, forget what “the stars foretell,” avoid opinion, care not what the neighbors think, never mind the unguessable “verdict of history”–what are the facts, and to how many decimal places? You pilot always into an unknown future; facts are your single clue. Get the facts!”
-L.L. aka W.W.S. aka R.A.H.
“The sky was Bible black in Lyon
When I met the Magdelene
She was paralysed in her streetlight
She refused to give her name
And a ring of violet bruises
They were pinned upon her arm
200 francs for sanctuary
And she led me by the hand
To a room of dancing shadows
Where all the heartache disappears
And from the glowing tongues of candles
I heard a whisper in my ears
‘J’entend ton coer’
I can hear your heart”
Fish, Marillion, Bitter Suite (a recurring earworm fro more than 20 years! GAH!)
“Behind every great fortune lies a great crime”–Honore de Balzac
“When the buffalo are gone we will hunt mice, for we are hunters and we want our freedom.”–Sitting Bull
“History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.”–Winston Chuchill
“Let us cross over the river and rest in the shade under the trees.”–last words of Stonewall Jackson
“The dead are the invisible ones, but not the absent ones.”–Victor Hugo
“In the past even I was afraid of my greatness, therefore I could not stand in front of mirrors.”–Aaron Burr
“First time I set eyes on Mary Swanson, I got that romantic, old fashioned feeling where I’d do anything to bone her.”
DC Mayor Marion Barry