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After all, tomorrow is another day.
After all, tomorrow is another day.
The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.
The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.
In prehistoric times, mankind often had only two choices in crisis situations: fight or flee. In modern times, humor offers read more
In prehistoric times, mankind often had only two choices in crisis situations: fight or flee. In modern times, humor offers us a third alternative; fight, flee - or laugh.
A civil servant doesn't make jokes.
A civil servant doesn't make jokes.
To-morrow! the mysterious, unknown guest,
Who cries to me: "Remember Barmecide,
And tremble to be happy with read more
To-morrow! the mysterious, unknown guest,
Who cries to me: "Remember Barmecide,
And tremble to be happy with the rest."
And I make answer: "I am satisfied;
I dare not ask; I know not what is best;
God hath already said what shall betide."
Whatever is funny is subversive, every joke is ultimately a custard pie... a dirty joke is a sort of mental read more
Whatever is funny is subversive, every joke is ultimately a custard pie... a dirty joke is a sort of mental rebellion.
Man is not imprisoned by habit. Great changes in him can be wrought by crisis--once that crisis can be recognized read more
Man is not imprisoned by habit. Great changes in him can be wrought by crisis--once that crisis can be recognized and understood.
When you have a crisis, the crisis itself becomes one of your biggest asset if that crisis is bad enough. read more
When you have a crisis, the crisis itself becomes one of your biggest asset if that crisis is bad enough. Everyone get very modest and humble and listens. If you need do rough things, you do rough things.
How oft my guardian angel gently cried,
"Soul, from thy casement look, and thou shalt see
How read more
How oft my guardian angel gently cried,
"Soul, from thy casement look, and thou shalt see
How he persists to knock and wait for thee!"
And, O! how often to that voice of sorrow,
"To-morrow we will open," I replied,
And when the morrow came I answered still, "To-morrow."
