Progress is a continuing effort to make the things we eat, drink, and wear as good as they used to be.
BILL VAUGHANJournalism, like history, has no therapeutic value; it is better able to diagnose than to cure, and it provides society with a primitive means of psychoanalysis that allows the patient to judge the distance between fantasy and reality.
More Bill Vaughan Quotes
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I’ve still got a lot to learn about Washington. Thursday, I accidentally spent some of my own money.
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What the heck do you think I’m doing? I’m laying these darn bricks! He then walked over to the second bricklayer and asked the same question.
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There are two kinds of pedestrians… the quick and the dead.
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What ever is the natural propensity of a person is hard to overcome. If a dog were made a king, he would still gnaw at his shoes laces.
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Journalism, like history, has no therapeutic value; it is better able to diagnose than to cure, and it provides society with a primitive means of psychoanalysis that allows the patient to judge the distance between fantasy and reality.
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The perfumed spectators are wont to look on, not to join in the struggle, nor to endure the sun, the heat, the dust, and the showers.
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One must seem to hear the unreasonable demands of the petulant, unmoved, and the tedious details of the dull, untired. That is the least price that a man must pay for a high station.
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He knows not the value of a day of pleasure who has not seen adversity.
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Some idea of inflation comes from seeing a youngster get his first job at a salary you dreamed of as the culmination of your career.
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Books are delightful when prosperity happily smiles; when adversity threatens, they are inseparable comforters.
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We hope that, when the insects take over the world, they will remember with gratitude how we took them along on all our picnics.
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The old religions said that he was an atheist who did not believe in God. The new religion says that he is the atheist who does not believe in himself.
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Without taste genius is only a sublime kind of folly. That sure touch which the lyre gives back the right note and nothing more, is even a rarer gift than the creative faculty itself.
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The same sun that melts butter hardens clay.
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Keep right on to the end of the road, Keep right on to the end. Tho’the way be long let your heart be strong, Keep right on round the bend. T
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