| "Would that the Roman people had a single neck to cut off their head." »Caligula |
| "Behold the turtle. He makes progress only when he sticks his neck out." »James Bryant Conant |
| "If the creator had a purpose in equipping us with a neck, he surely meant us to stick it out." »Arthur Koestler |
| "(Think of one's self as a teakettle) Though up to it's neck in hot water, It continues to sing." »Unknown |
| "Anytime I see something screech across a room and latch onto someone's neck, and the guy screams and tries to get it off, I have to laugh, because what IS that thing" »Jack Handey Deep Thoughts |
| "Living in the past is a dull and lonely business looking back strains the neck muscles, causes you to bump into people not going your way." »Edna Ferber |
| "He is a teenager, after all-a strange agent with holes in his jeans, studs in his ear, a tail down his neck, a cap on his head (backward)." »Ellen Karsh |
| "It breaks immortality's neck. Contemplates crime and therefore halts it; It humbles barbarous nations, and makes of savages, champions! ("Por La Education")" »Dr. Jose P. Rizal |
| "To Tennessee Williams, children were 'no-neck monsters,' while William Wordsworth apotheosized the newborn infant as a 'Mighty Prophet Seer Blest' Most adults know the truth is somewhere in between." »Eloise Salholz |
| "No man can put a chain about the ankle of his fellow man without at last finding the other end fastened about his own neck." »Frederick Douglas |
| "My husband gave me a necklace. It's fake. I requested fake. Maybe I'm paranoid, but in this day and age, I don't want something around my neck that's worth more than my head." »Rita Rudner |
| "My friends and my road-fellows, pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion. Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave, eats a bread it does not harvest, and drinks a wine that flows not from its own winepress. Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero, and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful. Pity the nation that raises not its voice save when it walks in a funeral, boasts not except among its ruins, and will rebel not save when its neck is laid between the sword and the block. Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox, whose philosopher is a juggler, and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking. Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpetings, and farewells him with hootings, only to welcome another with trumpetings again. Pity the nation divided into fragments, each fragment deeming itself a nation." »Kahlil Gibran |
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