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Unquotable Quotes: Xliv - Tongue-Teasing Epigrams

UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLIV Don’t translate poems if you want yours read. A pain in the ass is a pain nevertheless. A « race" in any other language is still the shape of the nose. Every cloud hides shining gold that reveals the silver lining. It’s the darkest cloak which keeps its silver from jingling in its lining. Every clout makes you see silver stars while lining up for more stout. It never rains but giggles. Don’t put all your eggs in one basket; just lay them. The child is farther from the man. Spare the rod and drill the child (with electric…) The proof of the pudding is in the ridding Burn the candle at both ends and end up keeping midnight oil vigil in the igloo. Do tight-rope walkers eat only string hoppers? The Piped-Piper pipes a pitiful panegyric to Pan past the precipice… The « dachshund" trotting out on an outing with its master never fails to take its house - under the same roof - for an airing. Even a stitch in time cannot save the rhyme in the above run-on line. Rats tend to desert a ship full of lousy fat cats. The pot calling the wok : mad ! The wok calling the kettle: cad ! The kettle calling the pan: bad ! The pan calling the cook: lad ! The cook calling the « chef": Dad ! All groggy agog and cooking glad ! A chip of the old computer hard-disk block. All the World’s a cage. An eye for an eye multiplies drives; tit for tat and that’s that. Two and Two make Two times Two. 2 + Too make Two Toos. No? If you beat about the bush, the Bushes most likely’ll not complain, but if you beat the Bushes, you would have nothing to gain. A State within a State (l’Etat dans l’Etat), a Nation breeds a single State, yet no Nation or State rules those who secretly usurp the State. If you went and told it to the Marines every time somebody tells you to, you’ll have precious little left to tell your psychoanalyst, psychiatrist or Priest, but fat chance the Church will close down even if you shut up for good. (c) T. Wignesan - Paris, June 21, 2019

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