A dream has power to poison sleep.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyRead
His fine wit Makes such a wound, the knife is lost in it.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that clever humor can be deeply cutting and impactful, often more so than physical harm.
Percy Bysshe Shelley indicates that a sharp wit can inflict emotional pain that transcends mere physical injury. The metaphor of a knife being lost in the wound underscores how the effects of such incisive humor can linger and resonate, creating a lasting impact on the recipient.
In practice
A comedian may use this quote in a stand-up routine to highlight the effects of humor.
A dream has power to poison sleep.
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A sensitive plant in a garden grew,_x000D_ _x000D_ And the young winds fed it with silver dew,_x000D_ _x000D_ And it opened its fan_x000D_ _x000D_ like leaves to the light,_x000D_ _x000D_ and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone. But grief returns with the revolving year.
Deep within the heart of every evangelist lies the wreck of a car salesman.
i made myself a snowball As perfect as can be. I thought I'd keep it as a pet, And let it sleep with me. I made it some pajamas And a pillow for it's head. Then last night it ran away, But first - It wet the bed.
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I think we're all good and bad, but good's not funny. Bad is funny. Suppress the good and let the bad out, and then you can be funny.
Before I had a double mastectomy, I was already pretty flat-chested, and I made so many jokes over the years about how small my chest was that I started to think that maybe my boobs overheard me... and were just like, 'You know what? We're sick of this. Let's kill her.'
The trouble with law is lawyers.
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