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Has the great art and mystery of politics no apparent utility? Does it
appear to be unqualifiedly ratty, raffish, sordid, obscene and low down,
and its salient virtuosi a gang of unmitigated scoundrels? Then let us
not forget its high capacity to soothe and tickel the midriff, its
incomparable services as a maker of entertainment.
-- H.L. Mencken, "A Carnival of Buncombe"
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Haste makes waste.
-- John Heywood
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Hatcheck girl:
"Goodness! What lovely diamonds!"
Mae West:
"Goodness had nothin' to do with it, dearie."
-- "Night After Night", 1932
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| Freebsd Fortunes 3: 2079 of 2182 |
Hate is like acid. It can damage the vessel in which it is
stored as well as destroy the object on which it is poured.
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Hate the sin and love the sinner.
-- Mahatma Gandhi
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| Freebsd Fortunes 3: 2081 of 2182 |
Hating the Yankees is as American as pizza pie,
unwed mothers and cheating on your income tax.
-- Mike Royko
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| Freebsd Fortunes 3: 2082 of 2182 |
hatred, n:
A sentiment appropriate to the occasion of another's superiority.
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| Freebsd Fortunes 3: 2083 of 2182 |
Have a coke and a smile!
-- John DeLorean
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Have a nice day!
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Have a nice diurnal anomaly.
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