Saturday, June 20, 2009

think once

If you can't be a pencil to write anyone's happiness, try at least to be a
nice rubber to erase everyone's sorrows....

When I was born I was given a choice of either being a brilliant lover or
having an amazing memory, unfortunately I forgot which one I chose.

I used to scintillate - now I sin 'til just half past three

We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.

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Ouch....

A man had been in a terrible car accident, and woke up in the hospital. Looking around, he noticed a doctor leaning over his bed. "...