Christopher Morley Quotes
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A pun is language on vacation.
Big shots are only little shots who keep shooting.
Life is a foreign language: all men mispronounce it.
Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it.
There's damn few girls as well shaped as a fine horse.
Since mankind learned print, no night is wholly black.
He was too experienced a parent ever to make positive promises.
The enemies of the Future are always the very nicest of people.
There is only one rule for being a good talker: learn to listen.
No man is lonely eating spaghetti; it requires so much attention.
My theology, briefly, Is that the Universe Was Dictated But not Signed.
Words, he concluded, are a commodity in which there is never any slump.
There is only one success—to be able to spend your life in your own way.
There is only one success — to be able to spend your life in your own way.
There is only one success - to be able to spend your life in your own way.
The real purpose of books is to trap the mind into doing its own thinking.
In every man's heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibration of beauty.
In every man's heart there is a secret nerve that answers to the vibrations of beauty.
Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water.
The unluckiest insolvent in the world is the man whose expenditure of speech is too great for his income of ideas.
When you sell a man a book you don't sell him twelve ounces or paper and ink and glue — you sell him a whole new life.
People like to imagine that because all our mechanical equipment moves so much faster, that we are thinking faster too.
Dancing is wonderful training for girls, it's the first way you learn to guess what a man is going to do before he does it.
When you sell a man a book, you don't sell him just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue—you sell him a whole new life.
There is only one success...to be able to spend your own life in your own way, and not to give others absurd maddening claims upon it.
We visit bookshops not so often to buy any one special book, but rather to rediscover, in the happier and more expressive words of others, our own encumbered soul.
Humor is perhaps a sense of intellectual perspective: an awareness that some things are really important, others not; and that the two kinds are most oddly jumbled in everyday affairs.
If we discovered that we only had five minutes left to say all that we wanted to say, every telephone booth would be occupied by people calling other people to stammer that they loved them.
Talk is the greatest industry, and all human beings move in clouds of it—not merely their own, but in the rumors and representations of others, to which they are sometimes painfully sensitive.
I wish there could be an international peace conference of booksellers, for (you will smile at this) my own conviction is that the future happiness of the world depends in no small measure on them and on the librarians.
You can blow up a man with gunpowder in half a second, while it may take twenty years to blow him up with a book. But the gunpowder destroys itself along with its victim, while a book can keep on exploding for centuries.