James Thurber

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The paths of glory at least lead to the Grave, but the paths of duty may not get you Anywhere.
- James Thurber
Collection: May
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Until a man can quit talking loudly to himself in order to shout down the memories of blunderings and gropings, he is in no shape for the painstaking examination of distress.
- James Thurber
Collection: Memories
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I love the idea of there being two sexes, don't you?
- James Thurber
Collection: Love
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You are all a lost generation," Gertrude Stein said to Hemingway. We weren't lost. We knew where we were, all right, but we wouldn't go home. Ours was the generation that stayed up all night.
- James Thurber
Collection: Home
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At forty my faculties may have closed up like flowers at evening, leaving me unable to write my memoirs with a fitting and discreet inaccuracy, or, having written them, unable to carry them to the publisher.
- James Thurber
Collection: Flower
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Men are more interesting than women, but women ae more fascinating.
- James Thurber
Collection: Women
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The pounding of the cylinders increased: ta-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa.
- James Thurber
Collection: Cylinders
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When man gives up on reforming and inspiring society he also gives up his freedom.
- James Thurber
Collection: Giving Up
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Most of the faint intimations of immortality of which we are occasionally aware would seem to arise out of Art or the materials of Art.
- James Thurber
Collection: Art
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Though statisticians in our time have never kept the score, Man wants a great deal here below and Woman even more.
- James Thurber
Collection: Men
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Love is blind, but desire just doesn't give a good goddamn
- James Thurber
Collection: Emo
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The Old Man ain’t afraid of hell
- James Thurber
Collection: Men
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Muggs was always sorry, Mother said, when he bit someone, but we could never understand how she figured this out. He didn't act sorry.
- James Thurber
Collection: Mother
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Some American writers who have known each other for years have never met in the daytime or when both were sober.
- James Thurber
Collection: Writing
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If you are a police dog, where's your badge?
- James Thurber
Collection: Dog
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This is the posture of fortunes slave: one foot in the gravy, one foot in the grave.
- James Thurber
Collection: Ambition
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One has but to observe a community of beavers at work in a stream to understand the loss in his sagacity, balance, co-operation, competence, and purpose which Man has suffered since he rose up on his hind legs. He began to chatter and he developed Reason, Thought, and Imagination, qualities which would get the smartest group of rabbits or orioles in the world into inextricable trouble overnight.
- James Thurber
Collection: Loss
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He had as much fun in the water as any person I have known. You didn't have to throw a stick in the water to get him to go in. Of course, he would bring back a stick to you if you did throw one in. He would even have brought back a piano if you had thrown one in.
- James Thurber
Collection: Dog
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Hundreds of hysterical persons must confuse these phenomena with messages from the beyond and take their glory to the bishop rather than the eye doctor.
- James Thurber
Collection: Atheist
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No male can beat a female in the long run because they have it over us in sheer, damn longevity.
- James Thurber
Collection: Running
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I don't remember any blue poodles.
- James Thurber
Collection: Blue
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Authors of light pieces have, nobody knows why, a genius for getting into minor difficulties: they walk into the wrong apartments, they drink furniture polish for stomach bitters, they drive their cars into the prize tulip beds of haughty neighbors, they playfully slap gangsters, mistaking them for old school friends.
- James Thurber
Collection: Old School
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Beautiful things don’t ask for attention.
- James Thurber
Collection: Beautiful
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The act of writing is either something the writer dreads or actually likes, and I actually like it. Even re-writing’s fun. You’re getting somewhere, whether it seems to move or not.
- James Thurber
Collection: Fun