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"There is nothing fantastic or ultradimansional about crab grass... unless you are an sf writer, in which case pretty soon you are viewing crab grass with suspicion. What are it's real motives And who sent it here in the first place It only looks like crab grass. That's what they want us to think it is. One day the crab grass suit will fall off and their true identity will be revealed. By then the Pentagon will be full of crab grass and it'll be too late. The crab grass, or what we took to be crab grass, will dictate terms." »Philip K. Dick
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"The grass is not, in fact, always greener on the other side of the fence. Fences have nothing to do with it. The grass is greenest where it is watered. When crossing over fences, carry water with you and tend the grass wherever you may be." »Robert Fulghum
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"The grass is always greener where you water it." »Unknown
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"A snake lurks in the grass." »Virgil
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"Sit quiety, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself." »Zen Proverb
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"The tallest blade of grass is the first to be cut by the scythe." »Assyrian Proverb
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"When elephants fight, it is the grass who suffers." »African Proverb
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"Wherever the Turkish hoof trods, no grass grows." »Victor Hugo
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"Once you get to the other side of the fence you realize that grass is just ichie." »Jamie Rae
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"Enthusiasm is a volcano on whose top never grows the grass of hesitation." »Kahlil Gibran
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"Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow." »Kahlil Gibran
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"If the grass is greener in the other fellow's yard - let him worry about cutting it." »Fred Allen
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"Latet anguis in herba. (There's a snake hidden in the grass)" »Virgil
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"A people without history is like wind on the buffalo grass. Sioux" »American Indian Proverb
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"If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life." »Cher
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""My ex-wife thought that the grass was greener on the other side . . . so now she's mowing someone else's lawn."" »Tom Zegan
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"Our way is not soft grass, it's a mountain path with lots of rocks. But it goes upward, forward, toward the sun." »Ruth Westheimer
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"Whether they live in an igloo or a grass shack or a mud hut, people around the world all want the same thing a better house" »Jack Handey Deep Thoughts
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"To us also, through every star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we will open our minds and our eyes." »Thomas Carlyle
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"It's just a job. grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I just beat people up." »Muhammad Ali
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"Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass." »Rupert Brooke
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"In creating, the only hard thing is to begin a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak." »James Russell Lowell
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"The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself." »Henry Miller
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"In the world's audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of midnight." »Rabindranath Tagore
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"What is life It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." »Crowfoot
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"What is life? It is a flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." »Crowfoot
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"With many readers brilliancy of style passes for affluence of thought: they mistake buttercups in the grass for immeasurable gold mines under the ground." »Longfellow
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"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time." »Sir John Lubbock
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"If we had a keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence." »George Eliot
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"I do not think myself to be a worm, and a grub, grass of the field fit only to be burned, a clod, a morsel of putrid atoms that should be thrown to the dungheap, ready for the nethermost pit. Nor if I did should I therefore expect to sit with Angels and Archangels." »Anthony Trollope
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