March 10, 2007

A Feeble Attempt at Poetry

There's something beneath this tree
A lonely gravestone no one can see
Crimson petals, so lovely, so bloody,
It sheds red tears, this bleeding tree

Just another ghost story
They whisper, there's supposed to be
Something else buried beneath this tree.
These milk-white bones, that's me.



Mark Twain is brilliant.

"
Last week I stated that this woman was the ugliest woman I had ever seen. I have since been visited by her sister and now wish to withdraw that statement."

"When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained."

"
Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company."

"
Noise proves nothing. Often a hen who has merely laid an egg cackles as if she has laid an asteroid."

"Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence in society."

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I thoroughly disapprove of duels. I consider them unwise and I know they are dangerous. Also, sinful. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly and forgivingly by the hand and lead him to a quiet retired spot and kill him."

"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt."

"Of the commandments, only a single one of the 10 has found ministerial obedience; multiply and replenish the earth. To it sinner and saint, scholar and ignoramus, Christian and savage are alike loyal."

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Substitute "damn" every time you're inclined to write "very"; your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be."

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There are people who strictly deprive themselves of each and every eatable, drinkable, and smokable which has in any way acquired a shady reputation. They pay this price for health. And health is all they get for it. How strange it is. It is like paying out your whole fortune for a cow that has gone dry."


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