Posts Tagged ‘wise sayings’

All speakers elaborate; the really good ones lie shamelessly.

Embellish all your stories; this will bring widespread approval and universal credibility.

Ornamental is incremental; the thing is to know when to stop.

We need simple after complicated, complicated after too much simple.

A good story is like a good wine; better and better with more time.

Every retelling of a story is an opportunity — to add to it.

Sculpt every bowl; adorn every soul.

Rococo increased vertigo; minimalism induced comas.

Baroque — it’s is a bit of a choke.

We blog to unveil something important — ourselves.

We blog to to lodge what we won’t dodge.

All points of view add to and stir the public stew.

The best blog is the most unique angle on the most common thing.

Blog your slog, but dialogue your fog.

Blogging is like teasing; it’s flirting.

Blogging is like raising your hand in class; you want to be heard; you aren’t sure you will be.

A good blog is more than a rant; it’s a chant.

Blog; unclog.

Be quiet; discover silence.

To discover a new idea reject an old one.

In reverie resides the soul’s recovery.

Debark self; voyage toward someone else.

What no one understands hovers in front of everyone.

Discovery invented jealousy.

Lovers discover others.

All mothers birth discoverers.

Every age is the age of discovery.

Find home; amble off; rush back.

Fly, walk; sigh, gawk.

It’s food-for-mood and pay-for-viewed.

Seeing isn’t understanding.

To rest well is hard work.

Fly the nest — eat, gawk, rest.

We discover ourselves in distant realms.

Visit Rome; discover home.

In foreign places we find our faces.

Be homeless — vacation.

Fashion a life you don’t have to keep getting away from.

Being is dreaming.

Authentic beings have no seems.

Be or not; thrive or rot.

When we cease to love we cease to exist.

Being is a non-nixed scene.

To exist; be missed.

Existence is resistance.

See we; be.

Deem not meme as being.

Being exists beyond the screen.

Be, because; becalm, bewas.

To be kind, be quiet.

Propagate kindness; treat people like pets.

Love is an sea, kindness a bay.

Kindness is savage graciousness hacked out of relentless understanding.

Kindness kills harshness; gentleness buries it.

Kindness is a choosen blindness.

It is not kind to not confront.

Rude, crude; kind, refined.

If kind is weak then proud is meek.

Kindness is found in the pause that lingers before the response.

A quote is dope.

Quotes improve with notes.

Dote — by quote.

The desire to be quoted invented the alphabet.

To remember a quote is to gain another mind.

Proverbs are quotation suburbs.

A bad education is a ream of notes and a rucksack of quotes.

The best eulogies involve quotes.

The quotation mark was invented by tyrants; it was perpetuated by school marms.

The student research paper prevents thinking — and promotes drinking.

Decline better; die improved.

Fail greatly; succeed minutely.

Better is the highest-lowest form of good.

The uplifting quote inclines toward rote.

Traditional letters, iron fetters.

Perfect is rare; a little better legionnaire.

No worse is better.

Good is better.

Many betters beat one best.

Better is mental, judgment incremental.

It’s for better, or for bitter.

Wrinkles — skin twinkles.

To age, to ache, there is no brake.

Age, no rage.

Around the last bend, the mind wends toward the end.

To age we turn the page and gaze.

The highest ability won’t hold off senility.

Dotage is a phage; juvenescence is the rage.

Age onstage.

Age knocks off some of life’s oughts.

Age in the direction of sage.

Pubescence, midescence; senescence, tranqescence.

Banish clocks, erase meridians, remove wrinkles — stop not time’s fast, hard marching rot.

To push someone else is to fall on your self.

Pushing flails; shoving fails.

The first shove is always within.

Old tushies suffer the pushies.

A riff, no love is a cliff and a shove.

We close our eyes, then we push.

Post-modern divergency pushes past our certainty.

Pushing and shoving flank the unloving.

Push whoosh; shush, swoosh.

Ask questions first; shoot off your mouth later.

To heal — feel.

No one gets well alone.

The first step toward healing is to make a choice.

We never heal; we ever harm.

Reel, deal zeal, heal.

Life is a harm and a healing.

Talk is curative, squawk quite superlative.

To recover from your enemies wish them immeasurable happiness.

The zenith is personal, healing conversional.

Healing is the unique realm of the ravaged, the resilient and the resourced.

Hearts need assurances; minds need occurrences.

Souls whirred must be assured.

Humans are fragile; bacteria are agile.

Not-sure needs the talking cure.

It reoccurs a word assures.

Haute couture will eyes assure, as will demure.

The insecure heart needs a leading part.

To test is best.

Awards assure — much like manure.

The brave entrepreneur is ever semi-sure.

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.

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.