Random funny quotes
Never sell yourself. It's more profitable to rent yourself out.
aphorism by Hasier Agirre, translated by Dan Costinaş
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You rice-field maidens -
The only things not muddy
Are the songs you sing
haiku by Konishi Raizan
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Hamlet: It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of gain-giving, as would perhaps trouble a woman.
classic line from Hamlet, Act V, Scene 2 by William Shakespeare (1599)
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Prehistory is the most reliable period. There is no written document.
aphorism by Hasier Agirre, translated by Dan Costinaş
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I rule my own hunger.
Salvador de Madariaga in España. Ensayo de historia contemporánea (1931), translated by Dan Costinaş
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All things of great beauty —from works of art to sacred objects— suffer the unstoppable effects of the passage of time, just as we do. Their life begins the moment their human creator, aware or not of being in harmony with the infinite, puts the finishing touches on them and surrenders them to the world. Over the centuries, life also brings them closer to old age and death.
Matilde Asensi in The Last Cato (2001), translated by Pamela Carmell
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All art is quite useless.
Oscar Wilde in The Picture of Dorian Gray (1891)
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Accountancy
It comes a day
When we must draw under ourselves
A black line
And sum up.
Few moments when we were about to be happy.
Few moments when we were about to be beautiful.
Few moments when we were about to be brilliant.
Several times we met
Some mountains, trees and rivers
(Where might they be? And, are they still alive?)
All this sums up a shiny future
That we've already lived.
One woman we loved
Plus the same woman who didn't love us,
Make zero.
A quarter of your life of studies
Sums up some thousand million of fodder words,
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poem by Marin Sorescu, translated by Catalina Iliescu
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Dark tempest
slip on a rock in
a moss carpet.
The daring edelweiss
among the grass swords.
tanka by Cornelia Atanasiu from Caligrafiile clipei (1999), translated by Magdalena Dale
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After Long Silence
Speech after long silence; it is right,
All other lovers being estranged or dead,
Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
That we descant and yet again descant
Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song:
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
We loved each other and were ignorant.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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