And finally Winter, with its bitin', whinin' wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow.

Why has not man a microscopic eye? For the plain reason man is not a fly.

Alexander Pope

Conservatives are winning offices, and champions of big government are cleaning out their desks right now.

Rick Perry

I hate it when people don't recognize the work of women as being universal, or having any import to the world at large, as opposed to men's work, which is generally tends to be seen as more universal - men's writing about their own experience tends to be put in a broader context.

Ani DiFranco

Well, I am not really a conventional mom at all. Like, I had my kids really young. I had Danny when I was 18 or 19 and then Liam when I was 23 and Molly, I had when I was a little older.

Monica Potter

The laughter of man is more terrible than his tears, and takes more forms

James Thurber, "New York Times M

I cannot find the perfect person, but I refuse to live my life living a tragic love story based on just sex, and selfish act.

Roxy Writer

Get it into your head once and for all, my simple and very fainthearted fellow, that what fools call humanness is nothing but a weakness born of fear and egoism; that this chimerical virtue, enslaving only weak men, is unknown to those whose character is formed by stoicism, courage, and philosophy.

Marquis de Sade

Gags die, humor doesn't.

Jack Benny

When you strike at a king, you must kill him

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Society is now one polished horde, formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.

Lord (George Gordon) Byron

Now everything changed. My childhood world was breaking apart around me. My parents eyed me with a certain embarrassment. My sisters had become strangers to me. A disenchantment falsified and blunted my usual feelings and joys: the garden lacked fragrance, the woods held no attraction for me, the world stood around me like a clearance sale of last year's secondhand goods, insipid, all its charm gone. Books were so much paper, music a grating noise. That is the way leaves fall around a tree in autumn, a tree unaware of the rain running down its sides, of the sun or the frost, and of life gradually retreating inward. The tree does not die. It waits.

Hermann Hesse, Demian, 1918

I look for these qualities and characteristics in people. Honesty is number one, respect, and absolutely the third would have to be loyalty.

Summer Altice