All buildings have a history. That much is obvious. But a room—any room—also has a history.
Lincoln Collings, The Past Regarded As a Small Bowl.
Lack of principles. Flexible principles. Which is worse?
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
“…but your rationalizations are entertaining, Annie. Quite so.”
Jonathan Steed, Down Under.
“By thunder, Elizabeth! Do keep that beast away from me.”
Trevor Walpole, The Imperfect Stranger. (1784)
“No, Sergeant! I would never murder my husband for a little thing like money.”
Allison Cowling, Night of the Detective.
“I know when I am being lied to, Mr. Ludwig. And I am not obligated to determine a motive for those lies.”
Giles Coxe-Coburn, Belief in Insects.
He called himself Miles Mander, but his real name was Nolan Babuska. Close friends called him Moose Babuska. Or some people later claimed to have called him that.
Clive Ennis, The Case of the Broken Handle.
“And what, you may ask, is science? It is stuff done by people who hold science degrees!”
Diana Moone, Living Well.
“Well, Sir Anthony won few friends with his notion that modernist painting was a sort of tantrum. About not having anything worth doing.“
Trent Bendix, Patricia Knows Best.
“I thought that Godfrey wanted to create a parody of aphorisms,” replied Mr. Sothern.
Thaddeus Crewes, Crowded Evil World.
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