Wilson Follett Quotes
Prose is not necessarily good because it obeys the rules of syntax, but it is fairly certain to be bad if it ignores them.
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I'm a better polemicist in prose.
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Elections have consequences, and at the end of the day, I won. So I think on that one I trump you.
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Guantanamo will be closed no later than one year from now.
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Every great man nowadays has his disciples, and it is always Judas who writes the biography.
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Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect.
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It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt.
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Giving up smoking is the easiest thing in the world. I know because I've done it thousands of times.
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If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.
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Patriot: the person who can holler the loudest without knowing what he is hollering about.
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Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint.
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Laws control the lesser man... Right conduct controls the greater one.
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The lack of money is the root of all evil.
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A round man cannot be expected to fit in a square hole right away. He must have time to modify his shape.
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The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
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Martyrdom covers a multitude of sins.
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Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen.
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The man who is a pessimist before 48 knows too much; if he is an optimist after it, he knows too little.
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There are times when one would like to hang the whole human race, and finish the farce.
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We can't escape the prose of life, it's all about balance.
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I feel happier knowing a starting point came from me. And I like stuff that gives you a physical reaction.
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Buck Rogers, I believe, is an illegitimate child of Galactica. I only hope Galactica won't turn in its grave.
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A happy marriage is still the greatest treasure within the gift of fortune.
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Suppose the looking glass smashes, the image disappears, and the romantic figure with the green of forest depths all about it is there no longer, but only that shell of a person which is seen by other people - what an airless, shallow, bald, prominent world it becomes! A world not to be lived in. As we face each other in omnibuses and underground railways we are looking into the mirror that accounts for the vagueness, the gleam of glassiness, in our eyes.
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Prose is not necessarily good because it obeys the rules of syntax, but it is fairly certain to be bad if it ignores them.
