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It is useless to hold a person to anything he says while he is in love, drunk, or running for office.

In the midst of great joy, do not promise anyone anything. In the midst of great anger, do not answer anyone's letter.
We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life, is rounded with a sleep. [The Tempest]
Hollywood's like Egypt, full of crumbled pyramids. It'll never come back. It'll just keep on crumbling until finally the wind blows the last studio prop across the sands.
Such as we are made of, such we be.
The devil has the power to assume a pleasing shape.
The fool thinks himself to be wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool. [Measure For Measure]
He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.
Tis the soldier's life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife.
I am a kind of burr; I shall stick.
You take my life when you do take the means whereby I live.
I am a man more sinned against than sinning.
He plough'd her, and she cropp'd.
I will make a bargain with the Republicans. If they will stop telling lies about Democrats, we will stop telling the truth about them.
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness; but still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing...
Manners are of more importance than laws. Manners are what vex or soothe, corrupt or purify, exalt or debase, barbarize or refine us, by a constant, steady, uniform, insensible operation, like that of the air we breathe in.
I may not be a great actress but I've become the greatest at screen orgasms. Ten seconds of heavy breathing, roll your head from side to side, simulate a slight asthma attack and die a little.
Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each. Let them be your only diet drink and botanical medicines.
Our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children's future. And we are all mortal.
For the sword outwears its sheath, and the soul wears out the breast. And the heart must pause to breathe, and love itself have rest.
Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.
The nose of the bulldog has been slanted backwards so that he can breathe without letting go.
Fear is excitement without breath.
School is where you go between when your parents can't take you, and industry can't take you.
Sleep hath its own world, and a wide realm of wild reality. And dreams in their development have breath, and tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy.
It's a morbid observation, but if every one on earth just stopped breathing for an hour, the greenhouse effect would no longer be a problem.
Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,Who never to himself hath said,This is my own, my native land!Whose heart hath neer within him burnd,As home his footsteps he hath turnd,From wandering on a foreign strand!
Very few persons, comparatively, know how to Desire with sufficient intensity. They do not know what it is to feel and manifest that intense, eager, longing, craving, insistent, demanding, ravenous Desire which is akin to the persistent, insistent, ardent, overwhelming desire of the drowning man for a breath of air; of the shipwrecked or desert-lost man for a drink of water; of the famished man for bread and meat
To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
Those colorful denizens of male despair, the Bowery bum and the rail-riding hobo, have been replaced by the bag lady and the welfare mother. Women have even taken over Skid Row.
Show me a sane man and I will cure him for you.
No man is sane who does not know how to be insane on proper occasions.
Cast your cares on God; that anchor holds.
Neither comprehension nor learning can take place in an atmosphere of anxiety.
Who's not sat tense before his own heart's curtain.
The things a man has to have are hope and confidence in himself against odds, and sometimes he needs somebody, his pal or his mother or his wife or God, to give him that confidence. He's got to have some inner standards worth fighting for or there won't be any way to bring him into conflict. And he must be ready to choose death before dishonor without making too much song and dance about it. That's all there is to it.
The only reason they come to see me is that I know that life is great -- and they know I know it.
We come into this world head first and go out feet first; in between, it is all a matter of balance.
Life is short, but it's long enough to ruin any man who wants to be ruined.
There is no time like the old time, when you and I were young,When the buds of April blossomed, and the birds of spring-time sung!The gardens brightest glories by summer suns are nursed,But oh, the sweet, sweet violets, the flowers that opened first!There is no place like the old place, where you and I were born,Where we lifted first our eyelids on the splendors of the mornFrom the milk-white breast that warmed us, from the clinging arms that bore,Where the dear eyes glistened oer us that will look on us no more!There is no friend like the old friend, who has shared our morning days,No greeting like his welcome, no homage like his praise:Fame is the scentless sunflower, with gaudy crown of gold;But friendship is the breathing rose, with sweets in every fold. There is no love like the old love, that we courted in our pride;Though our leaves are falling, falling, and were fading side by side,There are blossoms all around us with the colors of our dawn,And we live in borrowed sunshine when the day-star is withdrawn. There are no times like the old times,they shall never be forgot!There is no place like the old place,keep green the dear old spot!There are no friends like our old friends,may Heaven prolong their lives!There are no loves like our old loves,God bless our loving wives!
The place is very well and quiet and the children only scream in a low voice.
When ever a separation is made between liberty and justice, neither is safe.
Why should we strive, with cynic frown, to knock their fairy castles down?
When a fantasy turns you on, you're obligated to God and nature to start doing it right away.
I can believe anything provided it is incredible.
Always forgive your enemies -- nothing annoys them so much.
When I told the people of Northern Ireland that I was an atheist, a woman in the audience stood up and said, yes, but is it the God of the Catholics or the God of the Protestants in whom you don't believe?
Then come the wild weather, come sleet or come snow, we will stand by each other, however it blow.
A friend is one who knows us, but loves us anyway.
What is a friend? I will tell you it is someone with whom you dare to be yourself.
A friend is someone you can be alone with and have nothing to do and not be able to think of anything to say and be comfortable in the silence.
A friend is, as it were, a second self.
Friendship is the only thing in the world concerning the usefulness of which all mankind are agreed.
Give me one friend, just one, who meets The needs of all my varying moods.
Fate chooses our relatives, we choose our friends.
A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.
Go oft to the house of thy friend, for weeds choke the unused path.
Instead of loving your enemies -- treat your friends a little better.
Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.
The difficulty is not that great to die for a friend, the hard part is finding a friend worth dying for.
Friendship is to have the latchkey of another's mind.
An open foe may prove a curse, but a pretended friend is worse.
One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
There goes a saying, and 'twas shrewdly said, Old fish at table, but young flesh in bed.
Always have your hook baited, in the pool you least think, there will be a fish.
Remember, a dead fish can float downstream, but it takes a live one to swim upstream.
There isn't any symbolism. The sea is the sea. The old man is an old man. The boy is a boy and the fish is a fish. The shark are all sharks no better and no worse. All the symbolism that people say is shit. What goes beyond is what you see beyond when you know.
Many men go fishing their entire lives without knowing it is not fish they are after.
Fish die belly upward, and rise to the surface. Its their way of falling.
The perch swallows the grub-worm, the pickerel swallows the perch, and the fisherman swallows the pickerel; and so all the chinks in the scale of being are filled.
All you need to be a fisherman is patience and a worm.
No human being, however great, or powerful, was ever so free as a fish.
Fishing is a delusion entirely surrounded by liars in old clothes.
Time is but the stream I go fishing in. I drink at it, but while I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. It's thin current slides away, but eternity remains.
Give me books, fruit, French wine and fine weather and a little music out of doors, played by someone I do not know. I admire lolling on a lawn by a water-lilied pond to eat white currants and see goldfish: and go to the fair in the evening if I'm good. There is not hope for that --one is sure to get into some mess before evening.
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round heads in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status-quo. You can quote them. Disagree with them. Glorify, or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world
Are the ones who do.
If people concentrated on the really important things in life, there'd be a shortage of fishing poles.
To me heaven would be a big bull ring with me holding two barrera seats and a trout stream outside that no one else was allowed to fish in and two lovely houses in the town; one where I would have my wife and children and be monogamous and love them truly and well and the other where I would have my nine beautiful mistresses on nine different floors.
Sex is the most fun you can have without laughing.
I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar.
You are not very good if you are not better than your best friends imagine you to be.
Old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read.
A man can be destroyed but not defeated.
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are stronger at the broken places.
I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.
What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.
Sex without love is an empty experience, but as empty experiences go it's one of the best.
Whoever named it necking is a poor judge of anatomy.
Older women are best, because they always think they may be doing it for the last time.
The act of sex, gratifying as it may be, is God's joke on humanity. It is man's last desperate stand at superintendency.
If it weren't for pickpockets, I'd have no sex life at all.
When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.
If it fails, admit it frankly and try another. But above all, try something.
When tillage begins, other arts follow. The farmers, therefore, are the founders of human civilization.
By avarice and selfishness, and a groveling habit, from which none of us is free, of regarding the soil as property, or the means of acquiring property chiefly, the landscape is deformed, husbandry is degraded with us, and the farmer leads the meanest of lives. He knows Nature but as a robber.
The farmer is the only man in our economy who buys everything at retail, sells everything at wholesale, and pays the freight both ways.
The first farmer was the first man. All historic nobility rests on the possession and use of land.
It is surprising what a man can do when he has to, and how little most men will do when they don't have to.
Men don't know much about women. We do know when they're happy. We know when they're crying, and we know when they're pissed off. We just don't know in what order these are gonna come at us.
It don't make much difference what you study, so long as you don't like it.
I don't care how much you know until I know how much you care.
We all have possibilities we don't know about. We can do things we don't even dream we can do.
Every great mistake has a halfway moment, a split second when it can be recalled and perhaps remedied.
Even a mistake may turn out to be the one thing necessary to a worthwhile achievement.
A clever man commits no minor blunders.
The greatest mistake a man can make is to be afraid of making one.
Behold the turtle. He makes progress only when he sticks his neck out.
Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love.
The loving are the daring.
There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear.
When first we met we did not guess that Love would prove so hard a master.
Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
Love is not love until love's vulnerable.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
No cord nor cable can so forcibly draw, or hold so fast, as love can do with a twined thread.
Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.
The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.
Who so loves believes the impossible.
Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.
They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
Immature love says: I love you because I need you. Mature love says: I need you because I love you.
On the last analysis, then, love is life. Love never faileth and life never faileth so long as there is love.
We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never so forlornly unhappy as when we have lost our love object or its love.
I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.
Sex alleviates tension. Love causes it.
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
If you have it [Love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have.
Can there be a love which does not make demands on its object?
Love is a friendship set to music.
I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.
Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow.
To say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.
Every fool finds a greater one to admire them.
A fool often fails because he thinks what is difficult is easy.
A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes.
Who loves not women, wine and song remains a fool his whole life long.
The fool is always beginning to live.
He is a fool that kisseth the maid when he may kiss the mistress.

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