Gelett Burgess Quotes

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To appreciate nonsense requires a serious interest in life.

Gelett Burgess
I never saw a purple cow,
I never hope to see one;
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I'd rather see than be one!

Gelett Burgess
My son, beware of a plain damsel who charmeth thee, for she needeth much wile, and useth diverse weapons.

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The Goops they lick their fingers,
And the Goops they lick their knives;
They spill their broth on the tablecloth—
Oh, they lead disgusting lives!
The Goops they talk while eating,
And loud and fast they chew;
And that is why I'm glad that I Am not a Goop—are you?

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It is in the blood of genius to love play for its own sake, and whether one uses one's skill on thrones or women, swords or pens, gold or fame, the game's the thing.

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A reproof entereth more into a woman of sense than an hundred compliments into a fool.

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Many a maid have I won by a quarrel, when flattery was in no wise helpful; but take heed that thou art in the wrong, so that thou mayest acknowledge thine error.

Gelett Burgess
Hast thou given the first kiss to a maiden? Write her speedily on the morrow before she giveth thee fierce words; assure her and comfort her woe; let her remorse be abated, give unto her an excuse for her conduct.

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There is indeed no such thing in life as absolute darkness; one's eyes revolt and hasten to fill the vacuum by floating in sparks, dream patterns, figures whimsical and figures grotesque, shifting and clad in complementary colors, to appease the indignant cups and rods of the retina.

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A maiden's first kiss cometh hard, yea, it is as the first olive out of a bottle, requiring much skill; but the rest are easy.

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Some women are to be captured by storm and some taken by siege; yet if there be not a traitor in her heart that shall deliver up the garrison, thou shalt not prevail over her.

Gelett Burgess
The world is full of women, and the women full of wile; so that a man, if he goeth not warily withal, shall surely fall a prey thereunto.

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Her heart consenteth before her lips say: Yea; and in this interval lieth her Paradise; wherefore she would prolong it.

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Love endeth like the chianti flask, its drops are bitter.

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Son, if a maiden love thee, thou shalt appear handsome in her sight; she shall praise thine eyes, and the corners of thy mouth, yea, she shall admire thy hands. Though thou wert even as the orangutan yet shall she paint thee with fancies.

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As the cat lapses into savagery by night, and barbarously explores the dark, so primal and titanic is a woman with the love madness.

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To make fun of a person to his face is a brutal way of amusing one's self; be delicate and cunning, and keep your laugh in your sleeve, lest you frighten away your game.

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As the dog becomes thoroughbred in the laws of clan and caste; obedient, fraternal and loyal; so is the man who accepts the gentleman's code.

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Old friends, we say, are best, when some sudden disillusionment shakes our faith in a new comrade.

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My feet, they haul me Round the House, They hoist me up the Stairs; I only have to steer them, and They Ride me Everywheres.

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Without bigots, eccentrics, cranks and heretics the world would not progress.

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A woman findeth in her last lover much of her first love; but a man seeth his next-to-the-last love, alway.

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If thou makest a statement concerning women, lo, she shall immediately try to disprove it straightway. She goeth by contraries.

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Propose not to a woman when she hath gotten a new frock, nor when she is puffed up with victories; when she reigneth and rejoiceth in her hour of triumph, come not nigh unto her; but when she be ill or weary, when she is cast down in spirit and needeth a comforter, then be thou ready, and make thy suit.

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Imagination is like a lofty building reared to meet the sky; whereas fancy is a balloon that soars at the wind's will.

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