The Frictionary # 935

 Here is another page taken from The Frictionary:

8886. We learn geology the morning after the earthquake. (Ralph Waldo Emerson)

8887. We are a forest of cacti thirsting for poetry. (Annie Dubé)

8888. If I should die, God forbid, let this be my epitaph: THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD WAS MUSIC. (Kurt Vonnegut Jr.)

8889. People could learn from their mistakes if they weren't so busy denying them. (Carl Jung)

8890. Genius might be described as a supreme capacity for getting its possessors into trouble of all kinds. (Samuel Butler)

8891. It is through your errors that you learn, not by being right. (Jean Barbeau)

8892. The kilt is an unrivaled garment for fornication and diarrhea. (John Masters)

8893. Man is Earth's virus. (Réjean Lévesque)

8894. Sports is the toy department of life. (Jimmy Cannon)

8895. Sleep is the last space without ads. (Lorraine Schein)

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