Political language. . . is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of read more

Political language. . . is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind.

Everything is not gold that one sees shining.
[Fr., Que tout n'est pas or c'on voit luire.]

Everything is not gold that one sees shining.
[Fr., Que tout n'est pas or c'on voit luire.]

Nobody creates a fad. It just happens. People love going along with the idea of a beautiful pig. It's like read more

Nobody creates a fad. It just happens. People love going along with the idea of a beautiful pig. It's like a conspiracy.

Throughout the centuries, man has considered himself beautiful. I rather suppose that man only believes in his own beauty out read more

Throughout the centuries, man has considered himself beautiful. I rather suppose that man only believes in his own beauty out of pride; that he is not really beautiful and he suspects this himself; for why does he look on the face of his fellow-man with such scorn?

It embarrasses me to think of all those years I was buying silk suits and alligator shoes that were hurting read more

It embarrasses me to think of all those years I was buying silk suits and alligator shoes that were hurting my feet; cars that I just parked, and the dust would just build up on them.

There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline.

There is no course of life so weak and sottish as that which is managed by order, method, and discipline.

We are to admit no more causes of natural things than such as are both true and sufficient to explain read more

We are to admit no more causes of natural things than such as are both true and sufficient to explain their appearances.

If I were two-faced, would I be wearing this one?

If I were two-faced, would I be wearing this one?

We understood
Her by her sight; her pure and eloquent blood
Spoke in her cheeks, and so read more

We understood
Her by her sight; her pure and eloquent blood
Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought
That one might almost say her body thought.
- Dr. John Donne,