and that place happens to be the calvin and hobbes comic strip....
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It's not denial. I'm just selective about the reality I accept.
A day can really slip by when you’re deliberately avoiding what you’re supposed to do.
That's the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!
So the secret to good self-esteem is to lower your expectations to the point where they're already met?
Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.
County library? Reference desk, please. Hello? Yes, I need a word definition. Well, that's the problem. I don't know how to spell it and I'm not allowed to say it. Could you just rattle off all the swear words you know and I'll stop you when...Hello??
Well, it just seemed wrong to cheat on an ethics test.
If you do the job badly enough, sometimes you don't get asked to do it again.
The only skills I have the patience to learn are those that have no real application in life.
I say, if your knees aren't green by the end of the day, you ought to seriously re-examine your life.
True friends are hard to come by ... I need more money.
Why should I have to WORK for everything?! It's like saying I don't deserve it!
Reality continues to ruin my life.
I like maxims that don't encourage behavior modification.
Weekends don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless.
A little rudeness and disrespect can elevate a meaningless interaction to a battle of wills and add drama to an otherwise dull day.
Life's disappointments are harder to take when you don't know any swear words.
In my opinion, we don't devote nearly enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks.
You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don't help.
As a math atheist, I should be excused from this.
I'm learning real skills that I can apply throughout the rest of my life ... Procrastinating and rationalizing.
I have a hammer! I can put things together! I can knock things apart! I can alter my environment at will and make an incredible din all the while! Ah, it's great to be male!
I'm not dumb. I just have a command of thoroughly useless information.
I think life should be more like TV. I think all of life's problems ought to be solved in 30 minutes with simple homilies, don't you? I think weight and oral hygiene ought to be our biggest concerns. I think we should all have powerful, high-paying jobs, and everyone should drive fancy sports cars. All our desires should be instantly gratified. Women should always wear tight clothes, and men should carry powerful handguns. Life overall should be more glamorous, thrill-packed, and filled with applause, don't you think?
Why isn't my life like a situation comedy? Why don't I have a bunch of friends with nothing better to do but drop by and instigate wacky adventures? Why aren't my conversations peppered with spontaneous witticisms? Why don't my friends demonstrate heartfelt concern for my well being when I have problems? ...I gotta get my life some writers.
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It's not denial. I'm just selective about the reality I accept.
A day can really slip by when you’re deliberately avoiding what you’re supposed to do.
That's the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!
So the secret to good self-esteem is to lower your expectations to the point where they're already met?
Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us.
County library? Reference desk, please. Hello? Yes, I need a word definition. Well, that's the problem. I don't know how to spell it and I'm not allowed to say it. Could you just rattle off all the swear words you know and I'll stop you when...Hello??
Well, it just seemed wrong to cheat on an ethics test.
If you do the job badly enough, sometimes you don't get asked to do it again.
The only skills I have the patience to learn are those that have no real application in life.
I say, if your knees aren't green by the end of the day, you ought to seriously re-examine your life.
True friends are hard to come by ... I need more money.
Why should I have to WORK for everything?! It's like saying I don't deserve it!
Reality continues to ruin my life.
I like maxims that don't encourage behavior modification.
Weekends don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless.
A little rudeness and disrespect can elevate a meaningless interaction to a battle of wills and add drama to an otherwise dull day.
Life's disappointments are harder to take when you don't know any swear words.
In my opinion, we don't devote nearly enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks.
You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don't help.
As a math atheist, I should be excused from this.
I'm learning real skills that I can apply throughout the rest of my life ... Procrastinating and rationalizing.
I have a hammer! I can put things together! I can knock things apart! I can alter my environment at will and make an incredible din all the while! Ah, it's great to be male!
I'm not dumb. I just have a command of thoroughly useless information.
I think life should be more like TV. I think all of life's problems ought to be solved in 30 minutes with simple homilies, don't you? I think weight and oral hygiene ought to be our biggest concerns. I think we should all have powerful, high-paying jobs, and everyone should drive fancy sports cars. All our desires should be instantly gratified. Women should always wear tight clothes, and men should carry powerful handguns. Life overall should be more glamorous, thrill-packed, and filled with applause, don't you think?
Why isn't my life like a situation comedy? Why don't I have a bunch of friends with nothing better to do but drop by and instigate wacky adventures? Why aren't my conversations peppered with spontaneous witticisms? Why don't my friends demonstrate heartfelt concern for my well being when I have problems? ...I gotta get my life some writers.
3 comments:
Awesome ones. True wisdom!!!
And what all did you go through to be so wise :) seriously...enjoyed each n every one of them!
@Murtaza: Hain na. I love Calvin & Hobbes
@Vandana: Wish I were wise, or wiser :p Haven't done a thing, except copy and paste some of these gems from Calvin & Hobbes here. But glad you enjoyed them, love 'em too :)
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