bolhom
subota, 01.05.2010.
March, April and May are spring months.
I'm struck by the insidious, computer-driven tendency to take things out of the domain of muscular activity and put them into the domain of mental activity. The transfer is not paying off. Sure, muscles are unreliable, but they represent several million years of accumulated finesse.
Nothing is said that has not been said before.
Experience is a good teacher, but she send in terrific bills.
The next time a car appeared down Market Street, I stepped right out into the road, waving my arms over my head, shouting.
To lengthen thy life, lessen thy meals.
We learn something every day, and lots of times it's that what we learned the day before was wrong.
Do something every day that you don't want to do; this is the golden rule for acquiring the habit of doing your duty without pain.
