More quotations from Stanislaw J. Lec
The face of the enemy frightens me only when I see how much it resembles mine.
Thoughts, like fleas, jump from man to man, but they don't bite everybody.
More quotations tagged with “walking”
My doctors told me I would never walk again. My mother told me I would. I believed my mother.
Walking isn't a lost art: one must, by some means, get to the garage.
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