Joshua Crawford:
One has only to kill one's landlady
Joshua Crawford:
Even its silence eternally resounds with the same notes, in vibrations which escape our ears
Joshua Crawford:
Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful
Joshua Crawford:
The insects are HUGE and the poison's all been used
Joshua Crawford:
A kiss without a moustache, they said then, is like an egg without salt
Joshua Crawford:
By undue profundity we perplex and enfeeble thought; and it is possible to make even Venus herself vanish from the firmanent by a scrutiny too sustained, too concentrated, or too direct
Joshua Crawford:
A valet, of stealthy step, thence conducted me, in silence, through many dark and intricate passages in my progress to the studio of his master
Joshua Crawford:
Coincidences, in general, are great stumbling-blocks in the way of that class of thinkers who have been educated to know nothing of the theory of probabilities
Joshua Crawford:
The best chess-player in Christendom may be little more than the best player of chess; but proficiency in whist implies capacity for success in all those more important undertakings where mind struggles with mind
Joshua Crawford:
Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long white moustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speck of colour about him anywhere
Joshua Crawford:
I know they're just sitting there thinking up ways to get even
Joshua Crawford:
I will taste no other wine tonight
Joshua Crawford:
My cloak! The color will run! The bandages will shrink!
Joshua Crawford:
If ever I were to catch that tanknapper, I'll smash him to sonic smithereens!
Joshua Crawford:
What are you babbling about, my revolting comrade in evil?
Joshua Crawford:
They have used an ancient Egyptian locking device... unknown for a thousand years. Unknown, except, to one who has LIVED for a thousand years
Joshua Crawford:
Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication
Joshua Crawford:
You might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep
Joshua Crawford:
I know that two and two make four - and should be glad to prove it too if I could - though I must say if by any sort of process I could convert 2 and 2 into five it would give me much greater pleasure
Joshua Crawford:
I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned
Joshua Crawford:
Lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands
Joshua Crawford:
The book should be a ball of light in one's hand
Joshua Crawford:
But a dandy can never be a vulgar man
Joshua Crawford:
Allow me to say that I would long since have committed suicide had desisting made me a professor of Latin
Joshua Crawford:
We water them, we coddle them, burn their youth with chemicals
Joshua Crawford:
Under our oak the grass withers, so we plant petunias
Joshua Crawford:
A passer-by at the roadside asks a conscript why, The conscript answers only that drafting happens often
Joshua Crawford:
We know too much, and are convinced of too little. Our literature is a substitute for religion, and so is our religion
Joshua Crawford:
The last temptation is the greatest treason: to do the right deed for the wrong reason
Joshua Crawford:
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go
