These thought proverbs, anti-proverbs and axiomatic truths were created by Randy Hasper.
A good proverb is like a good foot-bridge troll, short-statured, sturdy and armed with a vicious bite.
Tumble hard uphill.
At every end, ascend.
Live it up living it down.
Live horizontal; die vertical.
Up is a cracked cup.
Shape up none but one.
Up, down, on frown.
Knocked down; crawl up.
Up is relative, subjunctive or correlative.
Get ahead; rise from the dead.
Drag your precious corpse out of every grave someone digs for you.
Every mope is fueled by hope.
A good pout has political clout.
Sulkers are pokers.
Good doubters make good pouters.
A steady optimism is best maintained by an occasional sulk.
Lucky exults; lost sulks.
At the center of every good sulk lies a core of hope.
Expectancy is the mother of dejectancy.
Morose may pack a lethal dose.
The silent treatment — it’s excrement.
Sulking is risky; it can lead to skulking which can lead to jail time.
Demagoguery has a steep topography.
A few words and a rose and a million bulldozed.
The demos are demoed, dispatched and dememoed.
Loot can buy a fancy suit; a roll can buy a Capitol.
Being sly can get you selected; a lie can get you elected.
A demagogue hates an epilogue.
A demon finds a home in a demagogue.
The electoholic are hyperbolic.
A lie is hypoxic, the truth is detoxic.
The demagogue speaks; the populace weeps.
At the edge of the ocean we find ourselves at home.
Great stars rule the sky; small dots the human eye.
Build a guest room inside yourself; make it large.
We crave what is big because we are so small.
Big may fetter better.
Less is more — more or less.
Insecure hearts demand leading parts.
Excess dons sad, enough puts on plaid.
Lots of stuff; less of us.
Social boutique — each one unique.
Tear down castles; from the rubble build bridges.
The weakest keep requires the longest leap.
A castle protects; a portcullis respects.
Castles are proof; history goes poof.
Trebuchets are always good bets.
Castles prevent conversations.
Honor a castle; honor a hassle.
Tattlements are battlements.
Boil oil, hitch pitch.
Boat the moat.
Be we.
Me and thee make we.
Yea, yo, yes we — not me.
At my core is a group; at my center is a crowd.
A constant me, me, me is social nepenthe.
Free is me not judging thee.
To be or not to be me; that is the best fun.
Autonomy is the illusion of no family tree.
My me bests my he.
To every me, me, me refuse to bow the knee.
Lazy makes crazy.
Dawdle once; lose twice.
Waste time; not mine.
Pasted is wasted.
Niffley-naffley makes lovers baffley.
Waste time; shoot your smart phone.
Hazy makes lazy.
Work hard; when the opportunity arises to do nothing, procrastinate.
Nod no niffle nor no naffle.
Surpass the ants; admit no can’ts.
Rule time; rule yourself.
Committee culture feeds the vulture.
Campaigns abet buffoons, offices baboons.
Starlings form a murmuration, precisely like a congregation.
Fear the fierce Cape buffaloes; fear more a human gang of foes.
Ape a shrewdness, stop a lewdness.
This and that, cauldron of bat.
Kill not no’s; murder no crows.
Life’s roads, a knot of toads.
You may sleep in a bed of clams, but marry someone who will talk to you.
Consortiums of political crabs love to blab, stab, grab and nab.
The richness of martens surpassed by the cottons.
Adults examine; children imagine.
Sublime exists within the mind.
It’s our glory to imagine a story.
Plod less; imagine more.
If you imagine a war, include the gore.
Imagination — no equation.
We can imagine what we can’t fathom.
Imagine is; befriend was.
Imagine reality.
Imagine yourself happy; fantasize using reality.
None know; all imagine.
Keep a secret; betray a “Quiet!”
Secrets protect; lies infect.
Keep secrets, not from yourself.
A secret ambition, a cruel oblivion.
Jealousy, an unsolved felony.
Many opennesses; a few secrets.
Fear two things: an injured envy, a cracking levee.
An arcane brain borders insane.
A secret is a privilege; betrayal a blind sacrilege.
Be you; no less.
Unperson; you’ll worsen.
Sync with yourself.
Que; not you.
A position is smaller than a person.
A sermon is a tedium, a person an Elysium.
Personages monologue; persons dialogue.
Self is a swiftly moving mark.
Roles dissolve; persons evolve.
Personages harbor persons.
Nothing in excess; some things not at all.
Excess; regress.
Gaining is losing.
Stuff your garage; waste your wealth.
There’s very little brotherly in one-thing-and-anothery.
Increasaboys neglect the joys.
Supplementors deign; eliminators gain.
The expandimonger isn’t stronger.
Material redundancy; spiritual defundity.
Addition is an affliction; one-more-thing is an addiction.
Opinions are minions.
Opinions rip on reason’s tip.
Opinions of a feather flock together.
One mind’s thought is another mind’s rot.
Opinions are what other people have.
Your thoughts inadmissible; mine are undismissable.
Opinion is a giddy thing; it sprouts in winter, dies in spring.
We remember our opinions but forget their reasons.
Rationality surfaces in the shallow waters of weak opinion.
The mind dines then grinds its rinds.
A mental jettison is medicine.
Our feelings we mind; other’s we grind.
Chuck your muck.
Waste haste.
Our values show up in our dumps.
War’s disposal is supposal.
Progress — the invention of a new disposal.
The soul we depose we dispose.
Good riddance to all hindrance.
One’s better is another’s bitter.
Better takes busy.
Best is battered — still charging.
Better is good.
It’s really better, good, best.
Better terror than fetter.
Better plenty’s jollity than envy’s suavity.
Better odds and ends with friends than ten Mercedes Benz.
Better a nagging spouse than an empty house.
Smelt shame; forge an abuser.
Low self-worth is a Petri dish; in it abuse is populated.
Silence misuses; verbosity abuses.
Abstruse, aloof, obtuse — abuse.
The abused abuse.
Jealousy is obtuse; envy leads to abuse.
Abused-abuse is no excuse.
End self-centeredness; stop abuse.
War; mass abuse.
To become powerful without abusing someone is a rare act of sheer genius.
Historians are switchative, subjunctive to indicative.
History depletes itself.
History is always on the side of the spinners.
His story; her gory.
Governments crush; none blush.
Hagiography, bragiography.
History tutors beginnings, dominates middles and crushes ends.
History turns a million motives into one story.
Winners write history; losers read it.
Behavior becomes history.
Every history is revisionist; every historian is an excisionist.
I have an imaginary friend; I found him in a history book.
The necessity of work; the exigency of exhaustion.
Dreamify, exhausticate; goal and good exonerate.
Tired sighs; exhausted lies.
Exhaustion’s tattoo graces every yahoo.
Quickly hired; quickly fired.
Vision, schism and decision identify exhaustion’s mission.
Gratitude cures lassitude.
Politicians exhaust our love; then they exhaust our wallets.
Judge, condemn, debilitate; understand, invigorate.
Feebleness defines us; resilience inclines us.
Play with fire — not volcanoes.
Stationary relationary; the lithosphere is here and there.
Even the volcanologist bows to Vulcan.
Dance in the caldera; surf on the pyroclastic flow.
Make a home in fire; farm a volcano.
What destroys saves.
Love is volcanic, the heart seismonic.
Wise men visit mountains; fools camp on volcanoes.
The volcanologist speaks; no one listens.
Jealousy is composed of magma, envy of volatiles.
Two things are molten: the earth, its angry paragons.
Breathe ash, eat fire, drink lava.
Styly is wily.
The styler is the beguiler.
Lookism; snookism.
Style runs single file.
Toss the book; pick a look.
Authenticity invented a style; undifferentiated copied it.
A style win begins within.
The artful smile is a style.
Style smiles; candor beguiles.
Styles create brands; brands perpetuate styles.
Standard is found in the mall; style is found in the soul.
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