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  • #1
    William Shakespeare
    “In such business
    Action is eloquence, and the eyes of th’ ignorant
    More learned than the ears.”
    William Shakespeare

  • #2
    Maurice Switzer
    “It is better to remain silent at the risk of being thought a fool, than to talk and remove all doubt of it.”
    Maurice Switzer, Mrs. Goose, Her Book

  • #3
    Groucho Marx
    “Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.”
    Groucho Marx, The Essential Groucho: Writings For By And About Groucho Marx

  • #4
    Benjamin Franklin
    “Fish and visitors smell in three days.”
    Ben Franklin

  • #5
    George Carlin
    “There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. ”
    George Carlin

  • #6
    Zeno of Citium
    “The reason why we have two ears and only one mouth is that we may listen the more and talk the less.”
    Zeno

  • #7
    Mark Twain
    “Never tell the truth to people who are not worthy of it.”
    Mark Twain

  • #8
    Marcus Tullius Cicero
    “A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
    Marcus Tullius Cicero

  • #9
    I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
    “I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.”
    Jorge Luis Borges

  • #10
    Laurel Thatcher Ulrich
    “Well-behaved women seldom make history.”
    Laurel Thatcher Ulrich, Well-Behaved Women Seldom Make History

  • #11
    Jane Austen
    “The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.”
    Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

  • #12
    Steve  Martin
    “A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.”
    Steve Martin

  • #13
    Robin  Williams
    “See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only enough blood to run one at a time.”
    Robin Williams

  • #14
    Frank Zappa
    “So many books, so little time.”
    Frank Zappa

  • #15
    Mae West
    “You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
    Mae West

  • #16
    “Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.”
    Paul Terry

  • #17
    Bill Watterson
    “Reality continues to ruin my life.”
    Bill Watterson, The Complete Calvin and Hobbes

  • #18
    Rita Mae Brown
    “The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four people is suffering from a mental illness. Look at your 3 best friends. If they're ok, then it's you.”
    Rita Mae Brown

  • #19
    Charles M. Schulz
    “All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt.”
    Charles M. Schulz

  • #20
    Terry Pratchett
    “Some humans would do anything to see if it was possible to do it. If you put a large switch in some cave somewhere, with a sign on it saying 'End-of-the-World Switch. PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH', the paint wouldn't even have time to dry.”
    Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time

  • #21
    Benjamin Franklin Wade
    “Go to heaven for the climate and hell for the company.”
    Benjamin Franklin Wade

  • #22
    Henry Ward Beecher
    “Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?”
    Henry Ward Beecherr

  • #23
    Thomas Szasz
    “Two wrongs don't make a right, but they make a good excuse.”
    Thomas Szasz

  • #24
    Mark Twain
    “But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?”
    Mark Twain

  • #25
    George Carlin
    “The reason I talk to myself is because I’m the only one whose answers I accept.”
    George Carlin

  • #26
    Mae West
    “I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it.”
    Mae West

  • #27
    “You can only be young once. But you can always be immature.”
    Pat Monahan

  • #28
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
    Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
    As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
    Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door —
    Only this, and nothing more."

    Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
    And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
    Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow
    From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore —
    For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore —
    Nameless here for evermore.

    And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
    Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
    So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
    Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door —
    Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; —
    This it is, and nothing more."

    Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
    Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
    But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
    And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
    That I scarce was sure I heard you"— here I opened wide the door; —
    Darkness there, and nothing more.

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
    Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
    But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
    And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
    This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" —
    Merely this, and nothing more.

    Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
    Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
    Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
    Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore —
    Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; —
    'Tis the wind and nothing more."

    Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
    In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
    Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
    But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door —
    Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door —
    Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

    Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
    By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
    Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
    Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore —
    Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
    Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

    Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
    Though its answer little meaning— little relevancy bore;
    For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
    Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door —
    Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
    With such name as "Nevermore.”
    Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven

  • #29
    Mae West
    “There are no good girls gone wrong - just bad girls found out.”
    Mae West

  • #30
    Betty Friedan
    “No woman gets an orgasm from shining the kitchen floor. ”
    Betty Friedan



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