Seeing unhappiness in the marriage of friends, I was content to have chosen music and laughter as a substitute for a husband.
From Elsa Maxwell
Existence is a party. You join after its started and you leave before its finished.
A bore is a vacuum cleaner of society, sucking up everything and giving nothing. Bores are always eager to be seen talking to you.
Bores put you in a mental cemetery while you are still walking.
I make enemies deliberately. They are the sauce piquante to my dish of life.
I don't hate anyone. I dislike. But my dislike is the equivalent of anyone else's hate.
Serve the dinner backward, do anything - but for goodness sake, do something weird.
Someone said that life is a party. You join in after it's started and leave before it's finished.
Under pressure, people admit to murder, setting fire to the village church or robbing a bank, but never to being bores.
Giving parties is a trivial avocation, but it pays the dues for my union card in humanity.
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