“In one way, traveling has narrowed my mind. What I have discovered is something very ordinary and unexciting, which is that humans are the same everywhere and that the degree of variation between members of our species is very slight. This is of course an encouraging finding; it helps arm you against news programs back home that show seething or abject masses of either fanatical or torpid people. In another way it is a depressing finding; the sorts of things that make people quarrel and make them stupid are the same everywhere.” PeopleWayMindHumansHelpingShowsHomeCoursesStupidArmsMembersDegreesFindingsNewsMassOrdinaryProgramSpeciesOne WayDepressingQuarrelsAnother WayVariationBack HomeYou AgainSeething Author:Christopher Hitchens
“You need to write a book, what's going on with my serve. It's disaster. I don't bend my legs. Instead of jumping forward, I'm kicking it too much instead of hitting it. ... I drop my head, I don't hold the left arm. It's so much, that you just - I don't know. I know this, and I'm still so stupid that I continue doing it.” KnowsNeedsWritingStillsBookLeftToo MuchStupidArmsLegsDisasterHittingJumpingKickingKicking It Author:Dinara Safina
“I want you to think back to when you were a kid. Remember the day you learned you could burn ants with a magnifying glass? Oh, what a great day that was! You got to be God. You decided who lived, who died. I must've burned ants for an hour, just laughing. Then I saw one on my arm. Let me tell you something, when you burn yourself with a magnifying glass, you're on your own. You can't even tell your mom, because she gives that face, Oh, he is that stupid.” ThinkingWantGivingKidsRememberFacesHoursLaughingSawsStupidArmsMomDecidedLet MeDiedGlassesBurnedI Want YouAntsYour MomGreat DayMagnifyingMagnifying Glass Author:Bill Engvall
“But that's typical of me. "This is going to end in tears," I tell myself every time I balance a cup of coffee on the upholstered arm of the chair I'm sitting on. And then, lo and behold, the cup topples and even before it lands, I tell myself, "Told me so!" Not to spell out, or spill out, one of the metaphors of my life, but I always do the stupid thing and then I do it again. I never learn.” EndsLandStupidTearsArmsBalanceSittingMetaphorCoffeeCupsChairsSpellsTypicalSpillsCoffee CupStupid Things Book:Him Her Him Again The End of Him Source: Him Her Him Again The End of Him
“And there stood Basta with his foot already on another dead body, smiling. Why not? He had hit his target, and it was the target he had been aiming for all along: Dustfinger’s heart, his stupid heart. It broke in two as he held Farid in his arms, it simply broke in two, although he had taken such good care of it all these years.” YearsHeartTwoBodyCareTakenFeetStupidArmsBrokeTargetWhy NotDustfinger Author:Cornelia Funke