bumcet

subota, 19.06.2010.

Music with dinner is an insult both to the cook and the violinist.

People were still cramming down the stairs, and more were squeezing past the turnstiles and down the escalators onto the platforms, but it was clear to me that this wasn't going to have a happy ending.
A rumor without a leg to stand on will get around some other way.
Calamities are of two kinds: misfortunes to ourselves, and good fortune to others.
Seize opportunity by the beard, for it is bald behind.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
Absolute faith corrupts as absolutely as absolute power.
Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.

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