A Quote by Taki Theodoracopulos

Humor is a reminder that no matter how high the throne one sits on, one sits on one's bottom. — © Taki Theodoracopulos
Humor is a reminder that no matter how high the throne one sits on, one sits on one's bottom.
No matter how high or great the throne, What sits on it is the same as your own.
Sometimes I sits and thinks. Other times I sits and drinks, but mostly I just sits.
On a throne at the center of a sense of humor sits a capacity for irony. All wit rests on a cheerful awareness of life's incongruities. It is a gentling awareness, and no politician without it should be allowed near power.
Wisdom, sits alone, topmost in heaven: she is its light, its God; and in the heart of man she sits as high, though groveling minds forget her oftentimes, seeing but this world's idols.
Happiness don't ask to see who you be afore her sits down at your table. 'Er comes and sits with them as know how to welcome her and keep her the willing guest.
A conservative is a man who just sits and thinks, mostly sits.
Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.
Watch them clamber, these swift monkeys! They clamber over one another and thus drag one another into the mud and the depth. They all want to get to the throne: that is their madness — as if happiness sat on the throne. Often, mud sits on the throne — and often the throne also on mud. Mad they all appear to me, clambering monkeys and overardent. Foul smells their idol, the cold monster: foul, they smell to me altogether, these idolators.
Every tub sits on its bottom.
The inner throne of man is both what the kingdom of Christ and the kingdom of Lucifer are after. And when this throne is yielded to the Almighty God, a man enters upon the sacred path of greatness right then and there...The destiny of a human soul depends entirely on who sits upon the throne of that soul...when the flesh is removed from its position of power, the human soul is made ready to usher in the glory of its true and rightful King
I have a room whereinto no one enters Save I myself alone: There sits a blessed memory on a throne, There my life centres.
I actually have my first iPhone deformity because it sits on my pinky, and now my bone actually dips in where my cellphone sits.
...Bananach sits on your throne, has declared herself Dark Queen." "She WHAT!?" Niall- or perhaps Irial-asked.
Barack Obama, he just sits out. He sits back; he criticizes everybody. He's got his professorial attitude, real condescending, as if he's got all the answers.
All power is indeed weak compared with that of the thinker. He sits upon the throne of his Empire of Thought, mightier far than they who wield material sceptres.
The great soul that sits on the throne of the universe is not, never was, and never will be, in a hurry.
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