Quote by Anthony Burgess
Life is a wretched gray Saturday, but it has to be lived through.

Life is a wretched gray Saturday, but it has to be lived through. – Anthony Burgess

Other quotes by Anthony Burgess

We are supposed to be the children of Seth; but Seth is too much of an effete nonentity to deserve ancestral regard. No, we are the sons of Cain, and with violence can be associated the attacks on sound, stone, wood and metal that produced civilization. – Anthony Burgess

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Violence
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The English language is being augmented every year by about 400 new words. We cannot cope. We are drowning in the plethora. It – Anthony Burgess

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Language
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Bath twice a day to be really clean, once a day to be passably clean, once a week to avoid being a public menace. – Anthony Burgess

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Hygiene
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Other Quotes from
Weekends
category

I believe that it is a mandatory Law of the Universe that on Fridays, you have to do something a little fun. – Hanna Rhoades, 2006, www.thisgardenisillegal.com

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Weekends

The rhythm of the weekend, with its birth, its planned gaieties, and its announced end, followed the rhythm of life and was a substitute for it. – F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Weekends

Every man has a right to a Saturday night bath. – Lyndon B. Johnson

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Weekends

Better days are coming. They are called Saturday and Sunday. – Author unknown

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Weekends

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There are two worlds: the world we can measure with line and rule, and the world that we feel with our hearts and imagination. – Leigh Hunt

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Imagination

Because of my parents love of democracy, we came to America after being driven twice from our home in Czechoslovakia – first by Hitler and then by Stalin. – Madeleine Albright

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Home

I think being different, going against the grain of society is the greatest thing in the world. – Elijah Wood

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Society

The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie. – Louise Bogan

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Intelligence