Progress was all right. Only it went on too long.
JAMES THURBERI don’t believe the writer should know too much where he’s going. If he does, he runs into old man blueprintold man propaganda.
More James Thurber Quotes
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For one thing, she pronounced flowers ‘flars’ and I couldn’t let it slide.
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A burden in the bush is worth two on your hands.
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A false or misunderstood word may create as much disaster as a sudden thoughtless act.
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She wasn’t much to look at but she was something to think about.
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Somebody has said that woman’s place is in the wrong. That’s fine. What the wrong needs is a woman’s presence and a woman’s touch. She is far better equipped than men to set it right.
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I write humor the way a surgeon operates, because it is a livelihood, because I have a great urge to do it, because many interesting challenges are set up, and because I have the hope it may do some good.
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I think that maybe if women and children were in charge we would get somewhere.
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The laughter of man is more terrible than his tears, and takes more forms -hollow, heartless, mirthless, maniacal.
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The past is an old armchair in the attic, the present an ominous ticking sound, and the future is anybody’s guess.
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Man has gone long enough, or even too long, without being man enough to face the simple truth that the trouble with man is man.
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Love is what you’ve been through with somebody.
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The act of writing is either something the writer dreads or actually likes, and I actually like it. Even re-writing’s fun. You’re getting somewhere, whether it seems to move or not.
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Humor and pathos, tears and laughter are, in the highest expression of human character and achievement, inseparable.
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You can fool too many of the people too much of the time.
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I can feel a thing I cannot touch and touch a thing I cannot feel. The first is sad and sorry, the second is your heart.
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