Quotations About / On: RUNNING
I do not choose to run for President in nineteen twenty-eight.
(Calvin Coolidge (1872-1933), U.S. president. Press conference release (August 2, 1927).
Released on fourth anniversary of Coolidge's becoming president.)
The punters know that the horse named Morality rarely gets past the post, whereas the nag named Self-Interest always runs a good race.
(Gough Whitlam (b. 1916), Australian Labor politician, prime minister. Daily Telegraph (London, Oct. 19, 1989).)
In an English dinner-party ... I have never known small-talk run short!
(Lewis Carroll [Charles Lutwidge Dodgson] (1832-1898), British author, mathematician, clergyman. Narrator, Sylvie and Bruno Concluded, Macmillan (1893).)
I suspect victims; they win in the long run.
(Elizabeth Bowen (1899-1973), British novelist, story writer, essayist, and memoirist; born in Ireland. From Eva Trout (1968). As quoted in Elizabeth Bowen, ch. 13, by Victoria Glendinning (1979).)
Too bad that all the people who know how to run the country are busy driving taxicabs and cutting hair.
(George Burns (b. 1896), U.S. comedian. Life (New York, December 1979).)
Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that supplants us all in the long run.
(George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950), Anglo-Irish playwright, critic. Hector Hushabye, in Heartbreak House, act 2.)
Gossip is news running ahead of itself in a red satin dress.
(Liz Smith (b. 1923), U.S. journalist, author. American Way, syndicated column (Sept. 3, 1985).
"Most good gossip columnists," Smith wrote in 1991, "have a touch of Savonarola in them.")
The Republicans have a "me too" candidate running on a "yes but" platform, advised by a "has been" staff.
(Adlai Stevenson (1900-1965), U.S. Democratic politician. Quoted in Leon Harris, The Fine Art of Political Wit, ch. 10 (1964).)
Talk ought always to run obliquely, not nose to nose with no chance of mental escape.
(Frank Moore Colby (1865-1925), U.S. editor, essayist. "Simple Simon," vol. 1, The Colby Essays (1926).)
In the long run all battles are lost, and so are all wars.
(H.L. (Henry Lewis) Mencken (18801956), U.S. journalist, critic. A Mencken Chrestomathy, ch. 30, p. 625, Knopf (1949).)