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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

P.S. Cottier #27 12 quotes from an annoying (and imaginary) desk calendar

12 quotes from an annoying (and imaginary) desk calendar

Failure is success dressed in a bad tracksuit.
Today is not tomorrow. Tomorrow is today’s foetus.
The best trips are taken into the soul; no passport required!
Don’t let easy credit become tomorrow’s greasy indigestion.
Ask yourself — am I doing the very best possible?
Answer yourself  — yes! yes! yes! yes!
If good prose if silver, poetry is purest woven gold.
A rose is God’s way of saying I love you.
Take time to feed your brain with mindfulness.
A baby is swaddled in her own invisible wings.
Never is every, with a y added and an n removed.
Clouds are nature’s make-up, hiding a smile.

P.S. Cottier

(Please insert a sickeningly positive image here.)

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