Sunday 9 August 2009

Life put under pressure in some ways behaves much like a rubber band would: you try to pull on it and it stretches out, increasing the distance from the two ends until eventually, with the increase in tension, it just snaps on you—just like that!

In society acceptance is the touch mark of your sense of “identity” with it; if you pursue it you have a basis there for your self-esteem and will be numbered among the men who think likewise.

When you’re being ignored you probably won’t realize it unless you accidentally step on someone’s toes, then you’ll know it.

Never ask the man who stands in front of you why he does so, as he might have a good reason.

If you’re sly, slippery as an eel, cunning, sophisticated, suave, handsome is as handsome does, it takes a lot of doing, but if you’re getting what you want you’re doing it right.

If you must court it (whenever you must need to), as a man, at what point do you consider that you achieve acceptance from men who give you the long cold stare?

If you’re odd it may be a long time before you realize that people aren’t going to stop talking about you, as it’s what people do best.

Never turn your back on a stranger who is being open, friendly and helpful, as he may just find that too tempting an opportunity to resist doing something completely natural about it.

Feelings are false, a chimera, a mirage: become a machine and you can do anything you want to, if you really want to.

To be a good conversationalist the trick is to get it out there and keep on going; you may be a right bore, but at least nobody will accuse you of being quiet.

You may be “the quiet type”, as it’s easy enough to be like that, but it isn’t going to get you what you really want from a society of socializing sycophants.

Anger is something that gives righteous indignation something to bite with, although it’s not something to lose control of in case it bites you back.

Those who are hospitable know that hospitality spawns hospitableness amongst groups of hospitable people socializing, but where will it all end?

If you do silly, pathetic things on occasion, do you know why you do them? Or is it just another eccentric hobby taken up to pass the time?

If you always go for your best, then you can become the best cobbler in the world.

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