#elephant

I couldn't hit an elephant's ass with a bull fiddle. ↗

— Babe Didrikson Zaharias

#bull #elephant #fiddle #hit #i

Be wary of passing the judgment: obscure. To find something obscure poses no difficult, elephants and poodles find many things obscure. ↗

— Georg C. Lichtenberg

#elephants #find #judgment #many #obscure

The whole new Democratic Party is the old Republican Party. We have a whole bunch of elephants running around in donkey's clothes. ↗

— Robert Novak

#bunch #clothes #democratic #democratic party #donkey

The Babar the Elephant book is sitting in front of me. I pick it up and start reading it. I remember reading it as a small Boy and enjoying it and imagining that I was friends with Babar, his constant Companion during all of his adventures. He went to the moon, I went with him. He fought Tomb Raiders in Egypt, I fought alongside him. He rescued his elephant girlfriend from Ivory Hunters on the Savanna, I coordinated the getaway. I loved that goddamn Elephant and I loved being his friend. In a childhood full of unhappiness and rage, Babar is one of the few pleasant memories that I have. Me and Babar, kicking some motherfucking ass. ↗

— James Frey

#childhood #elephants #reading #imagination

Primate and elephant and even pig societies show considerable evidence of care for others, parent-child bonding, solidarity in the face of danger, and so on. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#care #considerable #danger #elephant #even

Elephants are contagious. ↗

— Paul Eluard

#elephants

When you have got an elephant by the hind legs and he is trying to run away, it's best to let him run. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#best #elephant #got #him #legs

If you've never seen an elephant ski, you've never been on acid. ↗

— Eddie Izzard

#been #elephant #never #seen #ski

I do believe the Democratic party has moved far to the right. I do believe that the party has a bunch of elephants running around in donkey clothes. ↗

— Al Sharpton

#believe #bunch #clothes #democratic #democratic party

Cry no tears for us, my friend.” I pry at her fingers, panicking to be released in fear that she may drag me into death with her. She croaks again, “Lend no aches to the dreams of yesterday.” From the corpse of Warren, his greyish gums smack from whatever goo has settled in his mouth, “Allow the tide sweep free the bay.” Then together they sing in zombie choir, “And home the ships sailing send. ↗

— Nathan Reese Maher

#cityspire #death #dreams #gothic #romance