Behind every successful man is a woman, behind her is his wife.
Groucho MarxRead
If you've heard this story before, don't stop me, because I'd like to hear it again.
Interpretation
This quote humorously highlights the joy of repetition in storytelling.
Groucho Marx's quote speaks to the idea that stories hold value and joy, even when they are familiar. It suggests that the act of telling and listening to stories can be deeply enjoyable and meaningful, allowing listeners to relive moments that resonate with them, regardless of their previous encounters with the narrative.
In practice
Sharing this quote at a family gathering when recounting favorite family stories.
Behind every successful man is a woman, behind her is his wife.
John you say you met in an elevator. Was the elevator going up at the time, or down? This is very important, for going down in an elevator one always has that sinking feeling and for all I know you may have this confused with love. If you were going up, it is clearly a case of love at first sight.
Firefly: Where is your husband? Mrs. Teasdale: Why, he's dead. Firefly: I'll bet he's just using that as an excuse. Mrs. Teasdale: I was with him to the very end. Firefly: Hmmph. No wonder he passed away. Mrs. Teasdale: I held him in my arms and kissed him. Firefly: Oh I see. Then, it was murder.
Chico: "Here's the book, it's a dollar" Groucho: "Here's a ten, and shoot the change." Chico: "I don't have change I'd have to give you nine more books.
Gentlemen, Chicolini here may talk like an idiot, and look like an idiot, but don't let that fool you: he really is an idiot. I implore you, send him back to his father and brothers, who are waiting for him with open arms in the penitentiary. I suggest that we give him ten years in Leavenworth, or eleven years in Twelveworth.
Die, my dear? Why that's the last thing I'll do!
I'm sittin' on my watch so I can be on time.
Audacious ribald: your laughter will finish in hideous boredom before morning.
[N]o party is any fun unless seasoned with folly.
FIB, n. A lie that has not cut its teeth. An habitual liar's nearest approach to truth: the perigee of his eccentric orbit.
I was the captain of the latent paranoid softball team. We used to play all the neurotics on sunday morning. Nailbiters against the bedwetters, and if you've never seen neurotics play softball, it's really funny. I used to steal second base, and feel guilty and go back.
The comic spirit is given to us in order that we may analyze, weigh, and clarify things in us which nettle us, or which we are outgrowing, or trying to reshape
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