Women of genius commonly have masculine faces, figures and manners. In transplanting brains to an alien soil God leaves a little of the original earth clinging to the roots.
AMBROSE BIERCEIMAGINATION, n. A warehouse of facts, with poet and liar in joint ownership.
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RATIONAL, adj. Devoid of all delusions save those of observation, experience and reflection.
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RUMOR, n. A favorite weapon of the assassins of character.
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ULTIMATUM, n. In diplomacy, a last demand before resorting to concessions.
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What is a democrat? One who believes that the republicans have ruined the country. What is a republican? One who believes that the democrats would ruin the country.
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Death is not the end. There remains the litigation over the estate.
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Democracy is defended in 3 stages. Ballot Box, Jury Box, Cartridge Box.
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Dawn: When men of reason go to bed.
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Selfish, adj. Devoid of consideration for the selfishness of others.
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Eloquence, n. The art of orally persuading fools that white is the color that it appears to be. It includes the gift of making any color appear white.
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Absurdity, n.: A statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one’s own opinion.
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REFLECTION,n: An Action of the mind whereby we obtain a clearer view of our relation to the things of yesterday and are able to avoid the perils that we shall not again encounter.
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Democracy is four wolves and a lamb voting on what to have for lunch.
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REALISM, n. The art of depicting nature as it is seem by toads. The charm suffusing a landscape painted by a mole, or a story written by a measuring-worm.
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The partisan strife in which the people of the country are permitted to periodically engage does not tend to the development of ugly traits of character, but merely discloses those that preexist.
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Fidelity – a virtue peculiar to those who are about to be betrayed.
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