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Quote by Robert Orben
I remember when humor was gentle pokes. I used to call it arm arou

I remember when humor was gentle pokes. I used to call it arm around the shoulder humor. Now they go for the jugular and they take no prisoners. Its mean, mean stuff. – Robert Orben

Other quotes by Robert Orben

In prehistoric times, mankind often had only two choices in crisis situations: fight or flee. In modern times, humor offers us a third alternative fight, flee – or laugh. – Robert Orben

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Humor
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Robert Orben
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Do you ever get the feeling that the only reason we have elections is to find out if the polls were right? – Robert Orben

Category:
Election Day
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Robert Orben
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Humor
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Philip Larkin has a tough honesty and sense of humor that I find irresistible, as a contemporary poet. – Robert Morgan

Category:
Humor

Sometimes a scene may be about one thing, and it may end up still being about that, but the emotionality of it comes from somewhere else, or the humor of it comes from somewhere else, and it gives it that real-life quality. – Kyle Chandler

Category:
Humor

Since the goal of my programs is to show audiences how humor can both help them heal as well as deal with not-so-funny stuff, I decided to discuss the events of the previous week, the pain all of us were feeling, and how humor and some laughter might be beneficial. – Allen Klein

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Humor

That is the saving grace of humor, if you fail no one is laughing at you. – A. Whitney Brown

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Humor

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Success always occurs in private, and failure in full view. – Anon.

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Success & Failure

Its funny because Im a sucker for glitz and glitter when it comes to clothes and nail polish, but with my makeup, Im more comfortable with a natural look. It feels more like me. – Alison Sweeney

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Maggie Smith is an amazing woman, and not as serious in real life. – Allen Leech

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amazing

With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand. – Federico Garcia Lorca

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Fear