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It is not necessary to inquire whether a woman would like something for
dessert. The answer is yes, she would like something for dessert, but
she would like you to order it so she can pick at it with your fork. She
does not want you to call attention to this by saying, 'If you wanted a
dessert, why didn't you order one?' You must understand, she has the
dessert she wants. The dessert she wants is contained within yours.
-- Merrill Marcoe, "An Insider's Guide to the American Woman"
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It is not that polar co-ordinates are complicated, it is simply
that cartesian co-ordinates are simpler than they have a right to be.
-- Kleppner & Kolenhow, "An Introduction to Mechanics"
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1701 of 2327 |
It is not the critic who counts, or how the strong man stumbled, or whether
the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the
man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and
blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again; who
knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, and who spends himself in a
worthy cause, and if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that
he'll never be with those cold and timid souls who never know either victory
or defeat.
-- Teddy Roosevelt
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1702 of 2327 |
It is not true that life is one damn thing after
another -- it's one damn thing over and over.
-- Edna St. Vincent Millay
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It is November first 1940; in the famous sound stage of THE WIZARD OF OZ on
the MGM lot, a little man is lying face-up on the yellow brick road. His
wide eyes stare upward into the blinding stage lights. He is wearing a
kind of comic soldier's uniform with a yellow coat and puffy sleeves and
big fez-like blue and yellow hat with a feather on top. His yellow hair
and beard are the phony straw color of Hollywood. He could pass for some
kind of cute in the typical tinsel-town way if it wasn't for the knife
sticking out of his chest. *Someone had murdered a Munchkin.*
-- Stuart Kaminsky, "Murder on the Yellow Brick Road"
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Freebsd Fortunes 4: 1704 of 2327 |
It is now 10 p.m. Do you know where Henry Kissinger is?
-- Elizabeth Carpenter
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It is now pitch dark. If you proceed, you will likely fall into a pit.
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It is now quite lawful for a Catholic woman to avoid pregnancy by a resort
to mathematics, though she is still forbidden to resort to physics and
chemistry.
-- H.L. Mencken
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It is often easier to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission.
-- Grace Murray Hopper
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It is one thing to praise discipline, and another to submit to it.
-- Cervantes
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