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Don't anthropomorphize computers — they hate it.

...after having read for twelve months what these critics say I meant to say in the poem, it seems to me that I may be allowed to express my own opinion...

They, who write ill, and they, who ne'er durst write, Turn critics, out of mere revenge and spite: A playhouse gives them fame; and up there starts, From a mean fifth-rate wit, a man of parts... Our author fears those critics as his fate; And those he fears, by consequence must hate... Howe'er, the poet's safe enough to day, They cannot censure an unfinished play...

Don't forget that the flavors of wine and cheese depend upon the types of infecting microörganisms.

?? He's making a database He's sorting it twice SELECT * from contacts WHERE behavior = 'nice' SQL Clause is coming to town ??

no matter which end-of-life decisions were made, there are always regrets, there is always that guilt — live parts of me holding onto memories of a dying you dead parts of me holding onto living memories of you

...but Edward Young was a querulous old fashioned dotard...

Indeed, one turns over Miss Dickinson's book with a puzzled feeling that there was poetry in her subconscious, but that it never became explicit.

...we find what he says true, as far as we have experienced, and we can judge no further but by larger experience — for axioms in philosophy are not axioms till they have been proved upon our pulses. We read fine things, but never feel them to the full until we have gone the same steps as the author.

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Let no man's ghost return to say his training let him down.

For most men (till by losing rendered sager) Will back their own opinions by a wager.

Grammar makes the difference between feeling you're nuts and feeling your nuts.

Truth is mighty and will prevail. There is nothing the matter with this, except that it ain't so.

When I work as a beast, I drink as a beast. When I live like a man, I drink like a man.

Then he dozed off to sleep and to dream dreams that for madness and audacity rivalled those of poppy-eaters

Some maundering fancy of going out with the tide suddenly obsessed me.

He is a better man than you are. […] His 'human fictions,' as you choose to call them, make for nobility and manhood. You have no fictions, no dreams, no ideals. You are a pauper.

Five dollars for five thousand words, ten words for a cent, the market price for art. The disappointment of it, the lie of it, the infamy of it, were uppermost in his thoughts;

cautiously and slowly behind and edged in between the old leader and

The Church does not protest against it," Ernest replied. "And in so far as the Church does not protest, it condones, for remember the Church is supported by the capitalist class.

The trouble with him was that he was without imagination. He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in the significances.

In this company, you get equity. When you play the Great Game of Business, that's the measurement of success.

Am I known as Cugel the Clever for nothing?