Medieval manuscript

 

Jill’s Favourite Quotations About Everything Else

 

 

 

We either make ourselves happy or miserable. The amount of work is the same.

 

  ...in such an ugly time, the true protest is beauty.
-- Phil Ochs (1940-1976)

 

 Happiness is a journey, not a destination.

 

 Life is eternal;
and love is immortal;
and death is only a horizon;
and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight. -- Rossiter Worthington Raymond (1840-1918)

 

 I’d rather have one rose and a kind word from a friend while I’m here than a whole truckload when I’m gone.

 

 Wherever you go, there you are.

 

 Too much of a good thing is wonderful. -- Mae West (1893-1980)

 

 If you come to a fork in the road, take it.

 

 The stuff of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you’ve got it made.
-- Groucho Marx (1890-1977)

 

 I find television to be very educating. Every time someone turns on the set, I go in the other room and read a book. – Groucho Marx

 

Criticism, like rain, should be gentle enough to nourish a man’s growth without destroying his roots.
-- Frank A. Clark, writer, 1911-

 

There are sad moments of life that you can only sustain with alcohol.
-- R.A. (anonymous, for his own protection!)

 

 Money can’t buy you friends, but it can buy you a better class of enemy. -- Spike Milligan (1918-2002)

 

 It is better to have done something than to have been someone. -- Claude Monet (1840-1926)

 

 The fact that no-one understands you doesn’t make you an artist.

 

A written word is the choicest of relics. It is something at once more intimate with us and more universal than any other work of art. It is the work of art nearest to life itself. It may be translated into every language, and not only be read but actually breathed from all human lips... to be carved out of breath itself. The symbol of an ancient man’s thought becomes a modern man’s speech. -- Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), Walden

 

 Nobody leaves home without baggage; it all depends how you carry it. -- M.W.

 

 There’s no such thing as an ugly woman; only sometimes there’s just not enough vodka.

 

 He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. -- William Blake (1757-1827)

 

A Concert, by Lorenzo Costa, 1480’s