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We have gone on piling weapon upon weapon, missile upon missile, new
levels of destructiveness upon old ones. We have done this helplessly,
almost involuntarily: like the victims of some sort of hypnotism, like
men in a dream, like lemmings heading for the sea, like the children of
Hamelin marching blindly along behind their Pied Piper. And the result
is that today we have achieved, we and the Russians together, in the
creation of these devices and their means of delivery, levels of
redundancy of such grotesque dimensions as to defy rational understanding.
-- George Kennan, May 19, 1981
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 36 of 1340 |
We have lingered long enough on the shores of the Cosmic Ocean.
-- Carl Sagan
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 37 of 1340 |
We have met the enemy, and he is us.
-- Walt Kelly
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 38 of 1340 |
We have more to fear from the bungling of the incompetent
than from the machinations of the wicked.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 39 of 1340 |
We have no scorched earth policy.
We have a policy of scorched Communists.
-- General Efrain Rios Montt, President of Guatemala, 1982
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 40 of 1340 |
We have not inherited the earth from our parents, we've borrowed it from
our children.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 41 of 1340 |
We have nowhere else to go... this is all we have.
-- Margaret Mead
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 42 of 1340 |
We have reason to be afraid. This is a terrible place.
-- John Berryman
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 43 of 1340 |
We have seen the light at the end of the tunnel, and it's out.
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Freebsd Fortunes 7: 44 of 1340 |
We have the flu. I don't know if this particular strain has an official
name, but if it does, it must be something like "Martian Death Flu". You
may have had it yourself. The main symptom is that you wish you had another
setting on your electric blanket, up past "HIGH", that said "ELECTROCUTION".
Another symptom is that you cease brushing your teeth, because (a)
your teeth hurt, and (b) you lack the strength. Midway through the brushing
process, you'd have to lie down in front of the sink to rest for a couple
of hours, and rivulets of toothpaste foam would dribble sideways out of your
mouth, eventually hardening into crusty little toothpaste stalagmites that
would bond your head permanently to the bathroom floor, which is how the
police would find you.
You know the kind of flu I'm talking about.
-- Dave Barry
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