What's sort of interesting about the whole public relations disaster that is the Net, in some ways, is that the fundamentals are really good.
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The job of buildings is to improve human relations architecture must ease them, not make them worse.
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All the president is, is a glorified public relations man who spends his time flattering, kissing, and kicking people to get them to do what they are supposed to do anyway.
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Dr. Evil You know, I have one simple request. And that is to have sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their heads Now evidently my cycloptic colleague informs me that that cannot be done. Ah, what do I pay you people for, honestly Throw me a bone here
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Living next to you is in some ways like sleeping with an elephant. No matter how friendly and even tempered is the beast, if I can call it that, one is affected by every twitch and grunt. (On relations with the US)
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Surely, God on high has not refused to give us enough wisdom to find ways to bring us an improvement.. In relations between the two great nations on earth.
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Home is the resort Of love, of joy, of peace and plenty, where, Supporting and supported, polish'd friends And dear relations mingle into bliss.
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The main things which seem to me important on their own account, and not merely as means to other things, are knowledge, art, instinctive happiness, and relations of frendship or affection.
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The newest computer can merely compound, at speed, the oldest problem in the relations between human beings, and in the end the communicator will be confronted with the old problem, of what to say and how to say it.
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Austin Powers No doubt, love, but as long as people are still having promiscuous sex with many anonymous partners without protection while at the same time experimenting with mind expanding drugs in a consequence free environment, I'll be sound as a pound
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I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming that comes when you finish the life of the emotions and of personal relations and suddenly find at the age of fifty, say that a whole new life has opened before you, filled with things you can think about, study, or read about.. It is as if a fresh sap of ideas and thoughts was rising in you.
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Class has a sense of humor. It knows that a good laugh is the best lubricant for oiling the machinery of human relations. Class never makes excuses. It takes its lumps and learns from past mistakes. Class bespeaks an aristocracy unrelated to ancestors or money. Some extremely wealthy people have no class at all, while others who are struggling to make ends meet are loaded with it. Class is real. You can't fake it. Class never tries to build itself up by tearing others down. Class is already up and need not attempt to look better by making others look worse. Everyone is comfortable with the person who has class because he is comfortable with himself. If you have class, you've got it made. If you don't have class, no matter what else you have, it won't make up for it.
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Dr. Evil The details of my life are quite inconsequential.. Very well, where do I begin My father was a relentlessly self improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum.. It's breathtaking I highly suggest you try it.
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