Thursday, May 14, 2009

Sometimes we can't always attribute our favorite quotes

I think this is from a book titled Mob Girl, but I'm not sure:

"She was an overweight middle-aged woman in a muu muu on her way to city jail."

1 comment:

  1. William Wordsworth
    NUNS fret not at their convent's narrow room;
    And hermits are contented with their cells;
    And students with their pensive citadels;
    Maids at the wheel, the weaver at his loom,
    Sit blithe and happy; bees that soar for bloom,
    High as the highest Peak of Furness-fells,
    Will murmur by the hour in foxglove bells:
    In truth the prison, unto which we doom
    Ourselves, no prison is: and hence for me,
    In sundry moods, 'twas pastime to be bound
    Within the Sonnet's scanty plot of ground;
    Pleased if some Souls (for such there needs must be)
    Who have felt the weight of too much liberty,
    Should find brief solace there, as I have found.
    1806.

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