A Quote by Laurence J. Peter

A pessimist is a man who looks both ways when he crosses the street. — © Laurence J. Peter
A pessimist is a man who looks both ways when he crosses the street.
A good programmer is someone who always looks both ways before crossing a one-way street.
One of the fine moments in 1940s film is no longer than a blink: Bogart, as he crosses the street from one bookstore to another, looks up at a sign.
I know you look both ways before you cross the street, but I want you to look both ways a second time, because I told you to.
an optimist is the man who looks after your eyes, and the pessimist the person who looks after your feet.
20 minutes later: a girl on Himmel Street. She looks up. She speaks in whisper. 'The sky is soft today, Max. The clouds are so soft and sad, and...' She looks away and crosses her arms. She thinks of her papa going to war and grabs her jacket at each side of her body. 'And it's cold, Max. It's so cold.
The conservatives see man as a body freely roaming the earth, building sand piles or factories - with an electronic computer inside his skull, controlled from Washington. The liberals see man as a soul freewheeling to the farthest reaches of the universe - but wearing chains from nose to toes when he crosses the street to buy a loaf of bread.
I don't want to be a pessimist. I'm a realist. One man's realist is another man's pessimist.
The ways of the Lord are different from the ways of man. Man's ways remove people from office or business when they grow old or become disabled. But man's ways are not and never will be the Lord's ways.
A pessimist looks at his glass and says it is half empty; an optimist looks at it and says it is half full.
I've noticed that even people who believe in fate look both ways before crossing the street.
When a man looks across a street, sees a pretty girl, and waves at her, that's not a rendezvous, that's a passing acquaintance. When he walks across the street and nibbles on her ear, that's a rendezvous!
A man walks down the street. It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the third world. Maybe it's his first time around. He doesn't speak the language. He holds no currency. He is a foreign man. He is surrounded by the sound, sound of cattle in the marketplace, scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around, around he sees angels in the architecture spinning in infinity and he says, "Amen" and "Hallelujah!
Sorry but nothing of much importance ever happened to me...I'm just a girl who forgot to look both ways before crossing the street.
When you look at a beautiful view from a window, the beautiful view also looks at you from the same window! But the window looks at both you and the view! Wise man is the window itself; he looks at everywhere!
When a man's ways please God, the stones of the street shall be at peace with him.
Muse. Mu-se. It's a great thing, for someone to feel that they can draw inspiration from you. And I don't think it's necessarily a man 'taking' from a woman. It can go both ways, both can stimulate, excite.
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