| "At my lemonade stand I used to give the first glass away free and charge five dollars for the second glass. The refill contained the antidote." »Emo Phillips |
| "It is no use to blame the looking glass if your face is awry." »Nikolai Gogol |
| "Meditation is the soul's perspective glass." »Owen Felltham |
| "And since you know you cannot see yourself, so well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself, that of yourself which you yet know not of." »William Shakespeare |
| "The trouble with jogging is that the ice falls out of your glass." »Martin Mull |
| "The hammer shatters glass but forges steel." »Assyrian Proverb |
| "He that lives in a glass house must not throw stones." »English Proverb |
| "Bo There's a monster outside my room, can I have a glass of water" »Signs |
| "Fortune is like glass--the brighter the glitter, the more easily broken." »Publilius Syrus |
| "I've learned that you can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk." »Child Age 7 |
| "Get thee glass eyes And, like a scurvy politician, seem To see the things thou dost not." »Mary Bertone |
| "Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces." »Anne Spencer Morrow Lindbergh |
| "Nature is the glass reflecting God, as by the sea reflected is the sun, too glorious to be gazed on in his sphere." »Brigham Young |
| "People are like stained glass windows they sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light within." »Elizabeth Kubler-Ross |
| "Nursing Home Orderly You can trouble me for a warm glass of shut-the-hell-up. Now, you will go to sleep or I will put you to sleep. Check out the name tag. You're in my world now, grandma." »Happy Gilmore |
| "There is no den in the wide world to hide a rogue. Commit a crime and the earth is made of glass. Commit a crime, and it seems as if a coat of snow fell on the ground, such as reveals in the woods the track of every partridge, and fox, and squirrel." »Ralph Waldo Emerson |
| "Let yourself be open and life will be easier. A spoon of salt in a glass of water makes the water undrinkable. A spoon of salt in a lake is almost unnoticed." »Buddha |
| "Have you even been in love Horrible, isn't it It makes you so vulnrable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." »Rose Walker |
| "Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York, And all the clouds that loured upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths, Our bruised arms hung up for monuments, Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his wrinkled front And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them,-- Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun." »William Shakespeare |
| BTW, Why won't you become an editor? |
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