#old

Nowadays you have to be a scientist if you want to be a killer. No, no, I was neither. Ladies and gentleman of the jury, the majority of sex offenders that hanker for some throbbing, sweet-moaning, physical but not necessarily coital, relation with a girl-child, are innocuous, inadequate, passive, timid strangers who merely ask the community to allow them to pursue their practically harmless, so-called aberrant behavior, their little hot wet private acts of sexual deviation without the police and society cracking down upon them. We are not sex fiends! We do not rape as good soldiers do. We are unhappy, mild, dog-eyed gentlemen, sufficiently well integrated to control our urge in the presence of adults, but ready to give years and years of life for one chance to touch a nymphet. Emphatically, no killers are we. Poets never kill. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#pedophilia #poets #soldiers #life

It always smelled like it was raining outside, even if it wasn't, and you were in the only nice, dry, cosy place in the world. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#rain

Here's my strategy on the Cold War: we win, they lose. ↗

— Ronald Reagan

#strategy

[we are] going to continue to fight communism. Now I am going to tell you how we are not going to fight communism. We are not going to transform our fine FBI into a Gestapo secret police. That is what some people would like to do. We are not going to try to control what our people read and say and think. We are not going to turn the United States into a right-wing totalitarian country in order to deal with a left-wing totalitarian threat. ↗

— Harry S. Truman

#mccarthyism #communism

I smile to myself knowing that they may be dead. ↗

— Emilie Autumn

#old #autumn

Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' gold And like the sky my soul is also turnin' Turnin' from the past, at last and all I've left behind ↗

— Ray Lamontagne

#epiphany #gold #heart #moving-on #redemption

They can only kill us once. ↗

— Immaculee Ilibagiza

#immortality #holocaust

When I was all set to go, when I had my bags and all, I stood for a while next to the stairs and took a last look down the goddam corridor. I was sort of crying. I don't know why. I put my red hunting hat on, and turned the peak around to the back, the way I liked it, and then I yelled at the top of my goddam voice, "Sleep tight, ya morons!" I'll bet I woke up every bastard on the whole floor. Then I got the hell out. Some stupid guy had thrown peanut shells all over the stairs, and I damn near broke my crazy neck. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#holden #ya

...if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches. ↗

— William Goldman

#romance #the-princess-bride #william-goldman #love

The following is a list of statements made many years ago by experts in their fields. At the time they were said they sounded intelligent. With the passing of time, they sound idiotic. ↗

— Sean Covey

#history #old-inaccurate-sayings #funny