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[Sir Stafford Cripps] has all the virtues
I dislike and none of the vices I admire.
-- Winston Churchill
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Six days after the Creation, Adam was still alone in the Garden of
Eden, and getting pretty desperate. "God!" he cried, "rescue me from
loneliness and despair! Send some company for Your sake!"
God replied "OK, I have just the thing. Keep you warm and relaxed all
the days of your life. Never complains. Looks up to you in every way.
It'll cost you though".
"Sounds ideal" said Adam. "The society of the beasts of the field and
the birds of the air palls after a while. What's the price?"
"An arm and a leg", said God.
Adam thought about it for a bit and finally sighed. "So, what can I get
for a rib?"
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Skill without imagination is craftsmanship and gives us many useful
objects such as wickerwork picnic baskets. Imagination without skill
gives us modern art.
-- Tom Stoppard
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Skinner's Constant (or Flannagan's Finagling Factor):
That quantity which, when multiplied by, divided by, added to,
or subtracted from the answer you got, gives you the answer you
should have gotten.
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Now look what you've gone and done! You've broken it!
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Freebsd Fortunes 5: 2178 of 2298 |
Slang is language that takes off its coat,
spits on its hands, and goes to work.
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Slaves are generally expected to sing as well as to work ... I did not, when
a slave, understand the deep meanings of those rude, and apparently incoherent
songs. I was myself within the circle, so that I neither saw nor heard as
those without might see and hear. They told a tale which was then altogether
beyond my feeble comprehension: they were tones, loud, long and deep,
breathing the prayer and complaint of souls boiling over with the bitterest
anguish. Every tone was a testimony against slavery, and a prayer to God
for deliverance from chains.
-- Frederick Douglass
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Sleep -- the most beautiful experience in life -- except drink.
-- W.C. Fields
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