The Frictionary # 1131

 Here is another page taken from The Frictionary:

10826. In poetry, beauty is no ornament, it is the meaning. It is the truth. (Ursula K. LeGuin)

10827. One bird in a cage, freedom is in mourning. (Jacques Prévert)

10828. I take heart that no matter where I am, I'm halfway to somewhere. (Christopher Moore)

10829. Silence is made of words we have not said. (Marguerite Yourcenar)

10830. The idol is the measure of the worshipper. (James Russell Lowell)

10831. Cumulolingus: cloud in the shape of a tongue. (Réjean Lévesque)

10832. Fashion, to me, is born and dies every day. (Gianni Versace)

10833. Diseases: the fittings of death. (Jules Renard)

10834. One difference between men and women? When a woman asks you to smell something, it smells good. (?)

10835.  In movies, after a lifetime of crime, villains often get their just deserts. In real life, they get elected. (Anu Garg)

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