Tag: Quote
The best ability is availability.
Proverbial
Take it one game at a time.
Proverbial
Waterloo was won on the playing fields of Eton
Wellington
The Score Takes Care of Itself
Bill Walsh, Title of book by
“Everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face.”
Mike Tyson
“You miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take.”
Wayne Gretzky
Ted: So you’re moving down to Miami?
Pat Healy: I accepted a job offer.
Ted: With who?
Pat Healy: With… uh… Rice-a-Roni.
Ted: Isn’t that the San Francisco treat?
Pat Healy: It *was*. They’re changing their image.
Something About Mary, via IMDB
Dear Quote Investigator: After Samuel Johnson published his masterful dictionary of the English language he was reportedly approached by two prudish individuals:
“Mr. Johnson, we are glad that you have omitted the indelicate and objectionable words from your new dictionary.”
“What, my dears! Have you been searching for them?”
via https://quoteinvestigator.com/2013/09/22/improper-search/
Austin was a professor of English literature at University of Notre Dame until 1902.
QUESTION: Was it Chesterton who said, “Angels fly because they take themselves lightly”?
ANSWER: A resounding Yes! The line, which has shown up on posters, cards, needlepoints, and calendars everywhere, actually reads “Angels can fly because they can take themselves lightly.” It comes from the chapter entitled “The Eternal Revolution,” in Chesterton’s great book, Orthodoxy.
Keep in mind for 2019
New Year thoughts…
PHOTO: By Lake Erie Arboretum at Frontier Park (http://www.fhwa.dot.gov/byways/photos/59503) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
SK via wikiquote
A friend of mine, Dorothy Day, had been put in the women’s prison at 6th Avenue and 8th Street, for her part in a protest. Well, once a week at this place, on a Saturday, the girls were marched down for a shower. A group were being ushered in when one, a whore, loudly proclaimed:
Hundreds have lived without love,
But none without waterA line from a poem of mine which had just appeared in The New Yorker. When I heard this I knew I hadn’t written in vain!
W.H. Auden
Methought I heard a voice cry, “Sleep no more!
Macbeth does murder sleep” – the innocent sleep,
Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care,
The death of each day’s life, sore labor’s bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature’s second course,
Chief nourisher in life’s feast.
Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and as we pass through them they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus. From the mountain you see the mountain. We animate what we can, and we see only what we animate. Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them. It depends on the mood of the man whether he shall see the sunset or the fine poem.