Book lust?

Libraries are brothels for the mind, librarians are the madams, greeting customers, understanding their strange tastes and needs, and pimping books.

Guy Browning, The Guardian, October 18, 2003.

Lunacy

A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.

Steve Martin

Big heart

Her big heart did not, as is so sadly often the case, inhabit a big bosom.

Dorothy Parker

Sleep....

A poor substitute for caffeine.

Both sides now

I stopped fighting my inner demons.
We're on the same side now.

Political philosophy reconsidered

How can you be expected to govern a country that has 246 kinds of cheese?

Charles de Gaulle

Strange resemblance

dop·pel·gäng·er, noun. A ghostly counterpart of a living person.

Early to bed

Early to rise and early to bed
Makes a man healthy and wealthy and dead.

James Thurber

This too shall pass

Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.

Robert Maynard Hutchins

A good wife....

Is one who can mow the lawn in the summer and put up the storm windows in the winter.

W. C. Fields

A unique perspective

Up yours?

Garden Discourse

I do not scorn weeds. As a matter of fact, there are some instances where they are necessary for the garden. The question of propriety is decided by the dialogue between man and weed.

Shimpei Kusano

Last Words #9

That was a great round of golf, fellers.  

Bing Crosby

Plus ça change...

I don't know if there are men on the moon, but if there are they must be using the earth as their lunatic asylum. 

George Bernard Shaw

Sun-stroked or sun-smitten?

Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it.

Russell Baker

Strange Convergence: Piano + Cats = Katzenklavier

A proposed cure for melancholy and attention deficit disorder during 17th century. More at Wikipedia.

Flashed

A Scout is never taken by surprise; he knows exactly what to do when anything unexpected happens.

Sir Robert Baden Powell

Last Words #8

I have a terrific headache.

Franklin Delano Roosevelt

Cleansing Rituals

BATH, n. A kind of mystic ceremony substituted for religious worship, with what spiritual efficacy has not been determined.

Ambrose Bierce

Expect nothing....

Live frugally on surprise.

Alice Walker

Lost

We're just travelers on the thruway of life. Some of the exits are marked. Others aren't.

Man's best friend

A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.

Robert Benchley

Joys of summer

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.

Jane Austen

Strange Convergence = Jane Austen + Zombies

Seth Grahame-Smith's mashup combining Jane Austen's classic 1813 novel Pride and Prejudice with elements of modern zombie fiction. Peruse the first three chapters or get the details.

Mid-summer reflection

People take pictures of the summer just in case someone thought they had missed it, and to prove that it really existed.

Ray Davies

Better than mylanta?

There is no trouble so great or grave that cannot be much diminished by a nice cup of tea.

Bernard-Paul Heroux

Filters: Not just for making coffee.

fil·ter, n. A device that removes something from whatever passes through it, as in impurities or unwanted matter.

New York Cultural Treasures, Revisted

Gouverneur, NY. Traveling north of Fort Drum on Rt. 11, you'll encounter an imposing statue of Pep-o-mint Lifesavers, donated in honor of E.J. Nobel, creator of Lifesavers and the town's most notable resident.

In search of intelligent life

The surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that it has never tried to contact us.

Bill Watterson 

Adage for a new age

Silence is golden.
Duct tape is silver.

Needle Arts, cont.

Shut up.
I'm counting.

The measure of a man

A gentleman is a man who can play the accordion but doesn't.

Must be summer

A gal just wants to grab her parasol, fox stole and poodle and go for a stroll.

Strange Convergence: Wind + Knitting = Art

Wind Knitting Factory exhibit at Royal College of Art, London.

Land of the free and the brave

You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness. You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism.

Erma Bombeck.