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In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
One reason I don't drink is that I want to know when I am having a good time.
Nancy Astor (1879 - 1964)
Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't.
Mark Twain (1835 - 1910)
We call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words.
Anna Sewell (1820 - 1878), Black Beauty, 1877
It is far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help.
Judith Martin, (Miss Manners)
The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one's real and one's declared aims, one turns as it were instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink.
George Orwell (1903 - 1950), "Politics and the English Language", 1946
infinitepryde: go here and refresh until you've found at least five quotes which resonate with you somehow (ten if you're feeling ambitious). Post them to your LJ.In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
One reason I don't drink is that I want to know when I am having a good time.
Nancy Astor (1879 - 1964)
Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't.
Mark Twain (1835 - 1910)
We call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words.
Anna Sewell (1820 - 1878), Black Beauty, 1877
It is far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help.
Judith Martin, (Miss Manners)
The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one's real and one's declared aims, one turns as it were instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink.
George Orwell (1903 - 1950), "Politics and the English Language", 1946
