Christopher Morley
Christopher Morley
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NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth5 May 1890
CountryUnited States of America
Christopher Morley quotes about
moving thinking people
People like to imagine that because all our mechanical equipment moves so much faster, that we are thinking faster, too.
men thinking today
It will be a shock to men when they realize that thoughts that were fast enough for today are not fast enough for tomorrow. But thinking tomorrow's thoughts today is one kind of future life.
thinking avid humanity
Everybody thinks of others as being excessively human, with all the frailties and crotchets appertaining to that curious condition. But each of us also seems to regard himself as existing on a detached plane of observation, exempt (save in moments of avid crisis) from the strange whims of humanity en masse.
animal thinking dessert
Animal crackers, and cocoa to drink That is the finest of suppers, I think When I'm grown up and can have what I please, I think I shall always insist upon these.
witty blessed thinking
Blessed is the satirist; and blessed the ironist; blessed the witty scoffer, and blessed the sentimentalist; for each, having seen one spoke of the wheel, thinks to have seen all, and is content.
men thinking lust
Perhaps this is an age when men think bravely of the human spirit; for surely they have a strange lust to lay it bare.
spring thinking light
April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.
book reading thinking
Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking.
bad grown luck
We've had bad luck with children; they've all grown up
life travel men
Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it.
wisdom communication advice
There is only one rule for being a good talker - learn to listen.
fake-people people enemy
The enemies of the future are always the very nicest people.
good-night wish watches
The little Plumpuppets are fairies of beds; They have nothing to do but watch sleepyheads; They turn down the sheets and they tuck you in tight, And dance on your pillow to wish you good night!
running baby gratitude
Standing by the crib of one's own baby, with that world - old pang of compassion and protectiveness toward this so little creature that has all its course to run, the heart flies back in yearning and gratitude to those who felt just so toward one's self. Then for the first time one understands the homely succession of sacrifices and pains by which life is transmitted and fostered down the stumbling generations of men.