•November 21, 2009 •
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Everything’s got a moral, if only you can find it.
~Lewis Carroll (1832-1898)
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•November 20, 2009 •
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The same energy of character which renders a man a daring villain would have rendered him useful in society, had that society been well organized.
~Mary Shelley (1797-1851)
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•November 19, 2009 •
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There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.
~Walter Wellesley “Red” Smith
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•November 18, 2009 •
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•November 17, 2009 •
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Rights! There are no rights whatever without corresponding duties.
~Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)
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•November 16, 2009 •
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Many a man wishes he were strong enough to tear a telephone book in half – especially if he has a teenage daughter.
~Guy Lombardo
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•November 15, 2009 •
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The worst solitude is to be destitute of sincere friendship.
~Francis Bacon (1561-1626)
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•November 14, 2009 •
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When I had youth I had no money; now I have the money I have no time; and when I get the time, if I ever do, I shall have no health to enjoy life.
~Louisa May Alcott (1832-1888)
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•November 13, 2009 •
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Curious things, habits. People themselves never knew they had them.
~Agatha Christie (1890-1976)
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•November 12, 2009 •
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Conceit spoils the finest genius. There is not much danger that real talent or goodness will be overlooked long; even if it is, the consciousness of possessing and using it well should satisfy one.
~Louisa May Alcott (1832-1888)
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