Tuesday, May 3, 2011

happy birthday poems for cousins

happy birthday poems for cousins





happy birthday poems for cousins happy birthday poems for cousins happy birthday poems for cousins



happy birthday poems for cousins happy birthday poems for cousins happy birthday poems for cousins







Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability. ~Sam Keen



It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity. ~Albert Einstein



The poet's darling. ~William Wordsworth, "To the Daisy"



Small children are convinced that ponies deserve to see the inside of the house. ~Maya Patel



As soon as the land of any country has all become private property, the landlords, like all other men, love to reap where they never sowed, and demand a rent even for its natural produce. ~Adam Smith, Wealth of Nations



Chi Wen Tzu always thought three times before taking action. Twice would have been quite enough. ~Confucius, Analects



Through years of experience I have found that air offers less resistance than dirt. ~Jack Nicklaus, on why he tees his ball high.



Attribution: the ascribing of a work (as of literature or art) to a particular author or artist.



A jazz musician is a juggler who uses harmonies instead of oranges. ~Benny Green



Never ruin an apology with an excuse. ~Kimberly Johnson



Much smoking kills live men and cures dead swine. ~George D. Prentice



The Internet is becoming the town square for the global village of tomorrow. ~Bill Gates



Absence diminishes little passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans a fire. ~Francois Duc de la Rochefoucauld, translated from French



Early morning cheerfulness can be extremely obnoxious. ~William Feather



Cats never strike a pose that isn't photogenic. ~Lillian Jackson Braun



Useful and ornamental needlework, knitting, and netting are capable of being made, not only sources of personal gratification, but of high moral benefit, and the means of developing in surpassing loveliness and grace, some of the highest and noblest feelings of the soul. ~Author unknown, from The Ladies' Work Table Book, 1845



Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in reverie. ~Henry David Thoreau



Who would believe such pleasure from a wee ball o' fur? ~Irish Saying



Christ died for our sins. Dare we make his martyrdom meaningless by not committing them? ~Jules Feiffer



God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers. ~Jewish Proverb

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