Frumpy Middle Aged Quotes & Sayings

Kinky sex involves the use of duck feathers. Perverted sex involves the whole duck. — Lewis Grizzard

Everybody "thinks" - Homo sapiens means "thinking man" - but most people don't "think" very well. — John Chaffee

Somehow it always seems that the crummier the test, the higher the heritability it produces. — Peter Schonemann

It is safer to search in the maze than to remain in a cheeseless situation — Spencer Johnson

You can't let something that'll probably never happen ruin your life. You're only helping to make it a self-fulfilling prophecy — Raymond Khoury

I believed I did well. I detected the trick question. I wanted Rosie to like me, and I remembered her passionate statement about men treating women as objects. She was testing to see if I saw her as an object or as a person. Obviously the correct answer was the latter. "I haven't really noticed," I told the most beautiful woman in the world. — Graeme Simsion

Some statements concern the conscious states of the animal, what he is to himself as an inner life; others concern his original and acquired ways of response, his behavior, what he is an outside observer. — Edward Thorndike

New ideas for innovation grow out of the minds of each new generation. Having an institution of higher learning that can help young people put those ideas into action is critical. — Jay Samit

Young people have, truly, the potential to change the world. Not when they get older - today. — Philippe Cousteau Jr.

Everyone should say what they wanted. It saved time. — Lisa Gardner

I started off as a graffiti artist in the South Bronx. My tag name was 'Loco' because I would go crazy and tag anywhere I wanted, in the weirdest places. — Swizz Beatz

Marathon

2. Song of the River

Once we were happy, we had no memories.
For all the repetition, nothing happened twice.
We were always walking parallel to a river
with no sense of progression
though the trees across from us
were sometimes birch, sometimes cypress-
the sky was blue, a matrix of blue glass.

While, in the river, things were going by-
a few leaves, a child's boat painted red and white,
its sail stained by the water-

As they passed, on the surface we could see ourselves;
we seemed to drift
apart and together, as the river
linked us forever, though up ahead
were other couples, choosing souvenirs. — Louise Gluck