Live and let live, be and let be, Hear and let hear, see and let see, Sing and let sing, dance and let dance. ... Live and let live and remember this line: "Your bus'ness is your bus'ness and my bus'ness is mine."
War, at first, is the hope that one will be better off; next, the expectation that the other fellow will be worse off; then, the satisfaction that he isn't any better off; and, finally, the surprise at everyone's being worse off.
We open our mouths and out flow words whose ancestries we do not even know. We are walking lexicons. In a single sentence of idle chatter we preserve Latin, Anglo-Saxon, Norse: we carry a museum inside our heads, each day we commemorate peoples of whom we have never heard.
One of your duty manager tonight at the international airport at gate 5, almost beat up a @lufthansa presenter because of empty seat at the gate. This is a low for @airpeace