She wore a short skirt and a tight sweater and her figure described a set of parabolas that could cause cardiac arrest in a yak. – Woody Allen, Getting Even, 1973
What does the truth matter? Havent we mothers all given our sons a taste for lies, lies which from the cradle upwards lull them, reassure them, send them to sleep: lies as soft and warm as a breast! – Georges Bernanos
When we tire of well-worn ways, we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb, and to seek the mountain view. – Ella Wheeler Wilcox
