Daily FortunesJul 7, 2019
What soon grows old? Gratitude.
-- Aristotle
What soon grows old? Gratitude.
-- Aristotle
What, still alive at twenty-two,
A clean upstanding chap like... What, still alive at twenty-two,
A clean upstanding chap like you?
Sure, if your throat 'tis hard to slit,
Slit your girl's, and swing for it.
Like enough, you won't be glad,
When they come to hang you, lad:
But bacon's not the only thing
That's cured by hanging from...
What the deuce is it to me? You say that we go around the sun... What the deuce is it to me? You say that we go around the sun. If we went
around the moon it would not make a pennyworth of difference to me or my work.
-- Sherlock Holmes, "A Study in Scarlet"
What the hell is it good for?
-- Robert Lloyd... What the hell is it good for?
-- Robert Lloyd (engineer of the Advanced Computing Systems
Division of IBM), to colleagues who insisted that the
microprocessor was the wave of the future, c. 1968
What the large print giveth, the small print taketh away.
What the large print giveth, the small print taketh away.
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Daily Fortunes for Jul 7, 2019
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