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You plan things that you do not even
attempt because of your extreme caution.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1095 of 1340 |
You possess a mind not merely twisted, but actually sprained.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1096 of 1340 |
You prefer the company of the opposite
sex, but are well liked by your own.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1097 of 1340 |
You probably wouldn't worry about what people
think of you if you could know how seldom they do.
-- Olin Miller
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1098 of 1340 |
You recoil from the crude; you tend naturally toward the exquisite.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1099 of 1340 |
You roll my log, and I will roll yours.
-- Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1100 of 1340 |
You say potatoe,
And I say potato.
You say tomatoe,
And I say tomato.
Potatoe, potato,
Tomatoe, tomato.
Let's go be the Vice President...
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1101 of 1340 |
You scratch my tape, and I'll scratch yours.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1102 of 1340 |
You see, I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty
attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose. A fool
takes in all the lumber of every sort he comes across, so that the knowledge
which might be useful to him gets crowded out, or at best is jumbled up with
alot of other things, so that he has difficulty in laying his hands upon it.
Now the skillful workman is very careful indeed as to what he takes into his
brain-attic. He will have nothing but the tools which may help him in doing
his work, but of these he has a large assortment, and all in the most perfect
order. It is a mistake to think that that little room has elastic walls and
can distend to any extent. Depend upon it there comes a time when for every
addition of knowledge you forget something that you knew before. It is of
the highest importance, therefore, not to have useless facts elbowing out
the useful ones.
-- Sherlock Holmes
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 1103 of 1340 |
You see things; and you say "Why?"
But I dream things that never were; and I say "Why not?"
-- George Bernard Shaw, "Back to Methuselah"
[No, it wasn't J.F. Kennedy. Ed.]
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