Mark Twain once said...

[Menehune Man]

If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man.

Question? Do you know what Mark Twain's given name was?

[Menehune Man]

Another one...

Familiarity breeds contempt - and children.

What a funny guy.

[Menehune Man]

And...

Nothing so needs reforming as other people's habits.

So true, so true....

[alohabear]

If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man.

Question? Do you know what Mark Twain's given name was?
Donald Trump? :p

[Menehune Man]

Donald Trump? :p

No silly. It's Samuel Clemens.

[Menehune Man]

Another statement of his goes...

Few things are harder to put up with than the annoyance of a good example.

[Menehune Man]

And...

Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to.

[Menehune Man]

Last one I've found...

Good breeding consists in concealing how much we think of ourselves and how little we think of the other person.

Uh oh, there goes that "breeding" word again.

When I found these sayings by Mark Twain, they made me laugh... And think.

[MadAzza]

"Suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were a member of Congress. But I repeat myself."

[Menehune Man]

Found another...

Always do right. This will gratify some people, and astonish the rest.

:rolleyes:

[sinjin]

There are many humorous things in the world; among them, the white man's notion that he is less savage than the other savages.
-Mark Twain

[Menehune Man]

Taken from Mark Twain's notebook (1896)

If I were going to construct a God I would furnish Him with some ways and qualities and characteristics which the present (Bible) one lacks..... He would spend some of His eternities in trying to forgive Himself for making man unhappy when He could have made him happy with the same effort and He would spend the rest of them in studying astronomy.

[sinjin]

For me its balmy airs are always blowing, its summer seas flashing in the sun; the pulsing of its surf is in my ear; I can see its garlanded crags, its leaping cascades, its plumy palms drowsing by the shore, its remote summits floating like islands above the cloud-rack; I can feel the spirit of its woody solitudes, I hear the plashing of the brooks; in my nostrils still lives the breath of flowers that perished twenty years ago.
- Mark Twain, a Biography

Can you guess of where he speaks?

[sinjin]

Charles Warren Stoddard has gone to the Sandwich Islands permanently. Lucky devil. It is the only supremely delightful place on earth. It does seem that the more advantages a body doesn't earn here, the more of them God throws at his head. This fellow's postal card has set the vision of those gracious islands before my mind again, with not a leaf withered, nor a rainbow vanished, nor a sun-flash missing from he waves, & now it will be months, I reckon, before I can drive it away again. It is beautiful company, but it makes one restless & dissatisfied.
- Letter to W. D. Howells, 10/26/1881

[Menehune Man]

"Of course, no man is entirely in his right mind at any time." :D

[Kalalau]

"I never spent a winter as cold as the summer I spent in San Francisco"...Amen!

[Menehune Man]

Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.

[sinjin]

No alien land in all the world has any deep strong charm for me but that one, no other land could so longingly and so beseechingly haunt me, sleeping and waking, through half a lifetime, as that one has done. Other things leave me, but it abides; other things change, but it remains the same...

-found the first part of my first offering-sinjin

[sinjin]

If the house would only burn down, we would pack up the cubs and fly to the isles of the blest, and shut ourselves up in the healing solitudes of Haleakala and get a good rest; for the mails do not intrude there, nor yet the telephone and the telegraph. And after resting, we would come down the mountain a piece and board with a godly, breech-clouted native, and eat poi and dirt and give thanks to whom all things belong, for those privileges, and never house-keep any more.... What I have always longed for was the privilege of living forever away up on one of those mountains in the Sandwich Islands overlooking the sea. -Mark Twain