#humour

There are two kinds of people in the world: those who love chocolate, and communists. ↗

— Leslie Moak Murray

#humour #love

In love, one always begins in deceiving oneself, and one always ends in deceiving others. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#love

What the eye does not see, the stomach does not get upset over ↗

— Jerome K. Jerome

#three-men-in-a-boat #men

Klokken 9 om kvelden nådde vi skyss-skiftet Kvisberg, men da hadde vi allerede for lenge siden tatt avskjed med veien, som var avgått ved en stille død etter lengre tid å ha kjempet med det protesterende terreng. ↗

— Esau Kessler John

#men

I often say if men were meant to fly we would have been born with either feathers and wings or at the very least parachutes that pop out of our butts. ↗

— John Zakour

#funny #humour #men

Erica had asked me a million times. 'Madison, are you sure you’re just the child minder? He pays you a lot of money for doing hardly anything.' Pushing aside the blatant insinuation that I was his weekend whore, I’d always told her the absolute truth. He’d never so much as looked at me inappropriately, let alone anything more. ↗

— Kyra Lennon

#romance #money

The great artists of finance like Morgan and Rockefeller weren't deflected. They wanted and got money, just simple money. What they did with it afterward is another matter. I've always felt they got scared of the ghost they raised and tried to buy it off. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#money

I won’t have you calling me Miss Tuttle. That’s what the doc calls me. And the lady at the bank. One takes my temperature and the other my money. Friends don’t take anything—they give. ↗

— Diane Lynn McGyver

#humour #short-story #money

Mum repeated the old adage that money can't buy you everything...before adding that she prefers using credit cards instead. ↗

— Kirkland Ciccone

#money

Just get to lunch,” I muttered to myself. It was the only way I could control my anxiety. In 1998, I’d made it through Basic Underwater Demolition/SEAL, or BUD/S, by focusing on just making it to the next meal. It didn’t matter if I couldn’t feel my arms as we hoisted logs over our heads or if the cold surf soaked me to the core. It wasn’t going to last forever. There is a saying: “How do you eat an elephant?” The answer is simple: “One bite at a time.” Only my bites were separated by meals: Make it to breakfast, train hard until lunch, and focus until dinner. Repeat. ↗

— Mark Owen

#motivational #motivational