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My own dear love, he is strong and bold
And he cares not what comes after.
His words ring sweet as a chime of gold,
And his eyes are lit with laughter.
He is jubilant as a flag unfurled --
Oh, a girl, she'd not forget him.
My own dear love, he is all my world --
And I wish I'd never met him.
-- Dorothy Parker
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2089 of 3566 |
"My pants just went on a wild rampage through a Long Island Bowling
Alley!!"
-- Zippy the Pinhead
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2090 of 3566 |
My pen is at the bottom of a page,
Which, being finished, here the story ends;
'Tis to be wished it had been sooner done,
But stories somehow lengthen when begun.
-- Byron
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2091 of 3566 |
My theology, briefly, is that the universe was dictated but not
signed.
-- Christopher Morley
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2092 of 3566 |
"My weight is perfect for my height -- which varies"
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2093 of 3566 |
Mythology, n.:
The body of a primitive people's beliefs concerning its
origin, early history, heroes, deities and so forth, as distinguished
from the true accounts which it invents later.
-- Ambrose Bierce, "The Devil's Dictionary"
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2094 of 3566 |
Naeser's Law:
You can make it foolproof, but you can't make it
damnfoolproof.
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2095 of 3566 |
NAPOLEON: What shall we do with this soldier, Guiseppe? Everything he
says is wrong.
GUISEPPE: Make him a general, Excellency, and then everything he says
will be right.
-- George Bernard Shaw, "The Man of Destiny"
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2096 of 3566 |
Nasrudin called at a large house to collect for charity. The servant
said "My master is out." Nasrudin replied, "Tell your master that next
time he goes out, he should not leave his face at the window. Someone
might steal it."
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Freebsd Fortunes: 2097 of 3566 |
Nasrudin returned to his village from the imperial capital, and the
villagers gathered around to hear what had passed. "At this time,"
said Nasrudin, "I only want to say that the King spoke to me." All the
villagers but the stupidest ran off to spread the wonderful news. The
remaining villager asked, "What did the King say to you?" "What he
said -- and quite distinctly, for everyone to hear -- was 'Get out of
my way!'" The simpleton was overjoyed; he had heard words actually
spoken by the King, and seen the very man they were spoken to.
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