The covers of this book are too far apart.
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More Ambrose Bierce Quotes
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Bore, n. A person who talks when you wish him to listen.
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Year: A period of three hundred and sixty-five disappointments.
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Consul – in American politics, a person who having failed to secure an office from the people is given one by the Administration on condition that he leave the country.
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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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Responsibility, n. A detachable burden easily shifted to the shoulders of God, Fate, Fortune, Luck or one’s neighbor. In the days of astrology it was customary to unload it upon a star.
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MIND, n. A mysterious form of matter secreted by the brain. Its chief activity consists in the endeavour to ascertain its own nature, the futility of the attempt being due to the fact that it has nothing but itself to know itself with.
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Litigation: A machine which you go into as a pig and come out of as a sausage.
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IMAGINATION, n. A warehouse of facts, with poet and liar in joint ownership.
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An election is nothing more than the advanced auction of stolen goods.
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ARMOR, n. The kind of clothing worn by a man whose tailor is a blacksmith.
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Politics: A strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles. The conduct of public affairs for private advantage.
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Conservative, n: A statesman who is enamored of existing evils, as distinguished from the Liberal who wishes to replace them with others.
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Marriage, n: the state or condition of a community consisting of a master, a mistress, and two slaves, making in all, two.
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April fool, n. The March fool with another month added to his folly.
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Philosophy: A route of many roads leading from nowhere to nothing.
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