#reply

I can't understand how people can settle for having just one life. I remember we were in English class and we were talking about that poem by - that one guy. David Frost. 'Two roads diverged in a yellow wood-' You know this poem, right? 'Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both and be one traveler, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could, to where it bent in the undergrowth-" "I loved that poem. But I remember thinking to myself: Why? How come you can't travel both? That seemed really unfair to me. ↗

— Dan Chaon

#philosophical #life

Letter writing was clearly important to Reagan. Even as president he kept dashing off letters to friends, pen pals, media people, statesmen, critics, and the kind of people who write to presidents never expecting a reply. ↗

— Russell Baker

#critics #even #expecting #friends #important

My reply is: the software has no known bugs, therefore it has not been updated. ↗

— Wietse Venema

#bugs #known #reply #software #therefore

Silence is true wisdom's best reply. ↗

— Euripides

#reply #silence #true #wisdom

I. cannot stoop to reply to the folly and the slander of every poor Tory partisan who assails me, and I should not have noticed you but for the fact that you are a member of the House of Commons. ↗

— John Bright

#commons #every #fact #folly #house

The quietness of his tone italicized the malice of his reply. ↗

— Truman Capote

#malice #quietness #reply #tone

If you meet a woman in a burqa, she can't reply to your smile. It's a denial of identity. ↗

— Jean-Francois Cope

#identity #meet #reply #she #smile

When I read something saying I've not done anything as good as "Catch-22" I'm tempted to reply, "Who has?" ↗

— Joseph Heller

#catch-22 #done #good #i #read

A wise man is superior to any insults which can be put upon him, and the best reply to unseemly behavior is patience and moderation. ↗

— Moliere

#any #behavior #best #him #insults

Ciao, bello!' The coal-eyed beauty who had kissed Jason through the Fiat's window appeared through the crowd, her pretty red mouth smiling. Utterly ignoring Storm, she perched herself on the table next to Jason. 'Ciao, bella,' he smiled. 'Vuoi ballare?' 'She wants me to dance,' he explained to Storm, peering round the girl's adolescent bottom. 'I know,' she replied shortly. 'I've got a degree in Italian. ↗

— Madeleine Ker

#beauty