If We Cannot Define Stupidity, At Least

A Rumor Is One Thing That Gets Thicker Instead Of Thinner As It Is Spread.

If You Convinced Me And I Convinced You, Would There Not Still Be Two Points Of View?

Book Burning Is A Charming Old Custom, Hallowed By Antiquity. It Has Been Practiced For Centuries By Fascists, Communists, Atheists, School Children, Rival Authors, And Tired Librarians. Like Everything Of Importance Since The Invention Of The Cloak And The Shroud, Its Origins Are Cloaked In Mystery And Shrouded In Secrecy. Some Scholars Believe That The First Instance Of Book Burning Occurred In The Middle Ages, When A Monk Was Trying To Illuminate A Manuscript. All Agree That Book Burning Was Almost Non-existent During The Period When Books Were Made Of Stone.

If I Ever Make A Hole In One, A Thrill That I've Never Known, I Won't Be Believed And I'll Have No Fun, For I'm Sure To Be Playing Alone.

Shakespeare, Who Never Could Think Up A Plot By Himself, Found This One [macbeth] In Holinshed's Chronicles, Changing It Just Enough So That No One Would Recognize The Source. He Didn't Count On The Resourcefulness Of Modern Scholars, Who Have To Discover Things Like This To Become Associate Professors.