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A real diplomat is one who can cut his neighbor's throat without having
his neighbor notice it.
-- Trygve Lie
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A real estate agent, looking over a farmer's house for possible sale,
commented to the farmer how sturdy the house looked.
The farmer replied, "Yep, built it with my bare hands... did it
the hard way. The steps to the front door, here, carved 'em out of
field stones... did it the hard way. That hardwood floor in the living
room, dovetailed the pieces myself... did it the hard way. The ceiling
beams, made 'em out of my own oak trees... did it the hard way."
Just then, the farmer's gorgeous daughter walked in. The farmer
looks over at the real estate agent who is trying not to stare too
obviously and smiles. "Yep... standing up in a canoe."
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A real friend isn't someone you use once and then throw away.
A real friend is someone you can use over and over again.
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A real gentleman never takes bases unless he really has to.
-- Overheard in an algebra lecture.
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A real patriot is the fellow who gets a parking
ticket and rejoices that the system works.
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A recent study has found that concentrating on difficult off-screen
objects, such as the faces of loved ones, causes eye strain in computer
scientists. Researchers into the phenomenon cite the added concentration
needed to "make sense" of such unnatural three dimensional objects.
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A rich man told me recently that a liberal is a man who tells other
people what to do with their money.
-- Imamu Amiri Baraka (Leroi Jones)
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A right is not what someone gives you; it's what no one can take from you.
-- Ramsey Clark
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A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all Heaven in a rage.
-- Blake
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A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single
man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.
-- Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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