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Pic of the Day: “Frank told me once, if you’re up against someone bigger than you, someone you can’t beat toe to toe, make ’em think you respect their size, and then cut a deal that lets you walk out in one piece. Then figure out a way to stick it to ’em later without leaving your prints on the knife.” (5th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Maybe you should go to Paris, Linus.” “To Paris?” “It helped me a lot. Have you ever been there?” “Oh, yes. Yes. Once. I was there for thirty-five minutes.” “Thirty-five MINUTES?” “Changing planes. I was on my way to Iraq on an oil deal.” “Oh, but Paris isn’t for changing planes, it’s… it’s for changing your outlook, for… for throwing open the windows and letting in… letting in la vie en rose.” “Paris is for lovers. Maybe that’s why I stayed only thirty-five minutes.”
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Pic of the Day: “There ain’t no question about it. Jesse was an outlaw, a bandit, a criminal. Even those that loved him ain’t got no answer to that. But we ain’t ashamed of him. I don’t know why, but I don’t think even America is ashamed of Jesse James. Maybe it’s because he was bold and lawless, like we all of us like to be sometimes. Maybe it’s because we understand a little that he wasn’t altogether to blame for what his times made him. Maybe it’s because for ten years he licked the tar out of five states. Or maybe it’s because he was so good at what he was doing. I don’t know. All I do know is he was one of the doggondest, goldangest, dagblamdest buckaroos that ever rode across these United States of America!” (85th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Is he alright? Are we alright?” “Kashmir?” “Is that your idea of making a contribution?” “We hadn’t even started. We ain’t even got to the terms yet.” “We came this close to losing that.” “Hey, I don’t even understand what happened in there. What did I say?” “You called his niece a whore.” “A very cheap one.” “What?” “She’s seven.” “Currently confined to bed with a wicked case of…” “No, you don’t need to tell him that.” (20th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Who’s gonna read me my bedtime stories?” “Mommy will.” “You’re not gonna kiss me good night anymore, are you, Dad?” “No, I won’t be able to do that. But, you know, I get to visit. It’s gonna be ok, really.” “If I don’t like it, can I come home?” “What do you mean if you don’t like it? You’re gonna have a great time with Mommy. Really. She loves you so much.” “Dad? Don’t forget, once, if you can just call me up, okay?” “We’re gonna be okay.” (45th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “May everything come true. May they believe. And may they laugh at their passions. For what they call passion is not really the energy of the soul, but merely friction between the soul and the outside world. But, above all, may they believe in themselves and become as helpless as children. For softness is great and strength is worthless. When a man is born, he is soft and pliable. When he dies, he is strong and hard. When a tree grows, it is soft and pliable. But when it’s dry and hard, it dies. Hardness and strength are death’s companions. Flexibility and softness are the embodiment of life. That which has become hard shall not triumph.” (45th Anniversary)
