The Frictionary # 955

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9086. Joy multiplies when it is shared among friends, but grief diminishes with every division. That is life. (R.A. Salvatore)

9087. Each tear traces its transparent sorrow. (madeleinebleue)

9088. Flags are bits of colored cloth that governments use first to shrink-wrap people's brains and then as ceremonial shrouds to bury the dead. (Arundhati Roy)

9089. Every man is guilty of all the good he did not do. (Voltaire)

9090. Die, v.: to stop sinning suddenly. (Elbert Hubbard)

9091. The past scares me, I'm afraid of the future. Fortunately, there is the present. (Philippe Geluck)

9092. Opinions are like assholes - everyone's got one, but nobody wants to look at the other guy's. (Hal Hickman)

9093. On the mirror/ of the pond/ the moon displays her scar. (Charles Lechesnier)

9094. Never Never Never tell someone you are patient. They will test you. (redpawn3)

9095. Nothing is more stubborn and tenacious than hope, especially if unfounded. Hope is a weed. (Lydie Salvayre)

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