Drowning Your Sorrows
People who drink to drown their sorrows should be told that sorrow knows how to swim.
— Ann Landers.
The severest test of a character is not so much the ability to keep a secret as it is when the secret is finally out, to refrain from disclosing that you knew it all along.
I suspect that this principle of character also applies to the ability to refrain from chiming in when someone in the room is explaining something and you can’t resist what you think is a better explanation. I know that is certainly one of my challenges.
I ain’t Martin Luther King. I don’t have a dream, I have a plan.
— Spike Lee
The courage of the poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.
My hosannahs have all be forged in the crucible of doubt.
The best evidence for the existence of intelligent life in the universe lies in the fact that they have steadfastly refused to contact us.
— Richard Boyd
I saw this quote as a letter-to-the-editor in one of the San Francisco Bay Area papers several years ago. I love the twisted logic and the inherent presumptions that it contains. Some attempts at logical arguments for the existence of God share these logical fallacies.