Every man likes the smell of his own farts.
There is a great uproar made about the debt of a poor man.
The crook will turn into a mule -- that the honest man will ride.
An old man in love is like a flower in winter.
A man without a wife is like a man in winter without a fur cap.
Never let a poor man advise you on investments.
The bachelor is a peacock, the fiancT is a lion and the married man a mule.
The foolish sayings of a rich man pass for wise ones.
The north wind has no corn and a poor man no friend.
A man is only as effective as the effect he has on his surroundings,' Gordon was saying. 'And if a man is not effective, if his very is as insubstantial as thought, then what is this man? Is he a man? Or is he merely the thought of a man?
A man who wants the truth becomes a scientist; a man who wants to give free play to his subjectivity may become a writer; but what should a man do who wants something in between?
Buggin' Out: You the man. Mookie: No you the man. Buggin' Out: You the man. Mookie: No you the man. Buggin' Out: No. I'm just a struggling Black man trying to keep my dick hard in a cruel and harsh world.
But, really, are there any guys out there who aren’t jerks? I don’t even know any grown-up men who aren’t jerks.
I think it's odd that grown-ups quarrel so easily and so often and about such petty matters. Up to now I always thought bickering was just something children did and that they outgrew it.
Oak, granite, Lilies by the road, Remember me? I remember you. Clouds brushing Clover hills, Remember me? Sister, child, Grown tall, Remember me? I remember you.
I appricated that Nell was talking to me like a grown-up, but I had no idea what she meant. Still, I could see that the words flowed together like water over a riverbed.
The fig tree grows its flowers strangely inside out, concealed within the soft interior of the fruit. Erszébet imagines the fig's hidden fairy weight of seeds, grown in sweetness that is also a darkness. Like treasure in a cave.
. . . in seclusion, she had secluded herself from a thousand natural and healing influences; that, her mind, brooding solitary, had grown diseased, as all minds do and must and will that reverse the appointed order of their Maker . . .
There are no hopeless situations, sweetheart, only people who have grown hopeless about them. You still have choices you can make.
One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth of it was completely different from what you had always believed. (Bone Crossed)
I never want you to deny anything about yourself because you have grown up thinking it’s unacceptable or inconvenient for the people around you.
