Handsome – or Not

 

I do not look at my face more often than necessary as a general rule, it shakes me too badly to see it.

—Sapper (H.C. McNeile)
The Female of the Species
1928

Getting Along

 

It seems to me…that the cause of discomfort and strife is never that we are too near others, but that we are not near enough.

—George MacDonald
Donal Grant
1883

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“theirs to command, his to obey”

 

Only in his simple heart he would like to know in so many words what the commands were; and that is sometimes a little hard, for women like to be half understood before they speak, and the grosser intellect of man seldom more than half understands them after they have spoken.

—F. Marion Crawford
Doctor Claudius
1883

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There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.

—Willa Cather
The Song of the Lark
1915

Maturity

 

[In your 20's] You’re like, “I’m so embarrassed I don’t have a new shirt for tonight.”  By the time you’re 44, it’s like, “If this is marginally clean, I’m good.”

—Melissa McCarthy
People Magazine
July 7, 2014

 

…art simply represents man’s passionate desire to drag the truth out of life in half a dozen different ways.  God does it for you in the country!

—E. Phillips Oppenheim
The Hillman
1917

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Now why does it always have to be this way?

 

The seal of sin is settling on [his] brow.  He looks healthier and less uninteresting.

—Thorne Smith
The Jovial Ghosts:  The Misadventures of Topper
1926

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So knock it off already

 

Life was not given us to waste on gratuitous martyrdoms.

—Grant Allen
Hilda Wade
1899

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I can relate

 

“I don’t often do much thinking,” said Rosamund. “It seems a waste of time.”

—Agatha Christie
After the Funeral
1953

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Chants Democratic

 

Happiness,…not in another place but this place, not for another hour but this hour.

—Walt Whitman
Chants Democratic
1871