|Proverbs, aphorisms, quotations (English)||by Linux fortune|
|We're Knights of the Round Table|
We dance whene'er we're able
We do routines and chorus scenes We're knights of the Round Table
With footwork impeccable Our shows are formidable
We dine well here in Camelot But many times
We eat ham and jam and Spam a lot. We're given rhymes
That are quite unsingable
In war we're tough and able, We're opera mad in Camelot
Quite indefatigable We sing from the diaphragm a lot.
Between our quests
We sequin vests
And impersonate Clark Gable
It's a busy life in Camelot.
I have to push the pram a lot.
-- Monty Python
|Q: What do you call a principal female opera singer whose high C|
is lower than those of other principal female opera singers?
A: A deep C diva.
|Spreading peanut butter reminds me of opera!! I wonder why?|
"My life is a soap opera, but who gets the movie rights?"
|If people have to choose between freedom and sandwiches, they|
will take sandwiches.
-- Lord Boyd-orr
Eats first, morals after.
-- Bertolt Brecht, "The Threepenny Opera"
|Florence Flask was ... dressing for the opera when she turned to her|
husband and screamed, "Erlenmeyer! My joules! Someone has stolen my
"Now, now, my dear," replied her husband, "keep your balance and reflux
a moment. Perhaps they're mislead."
"No, I know they're stolen," cried Florence. "I remember putting them
in my burette ... We must call a copper."
Erlenmeyer did so, and the flatfoot who turned up, one Sherlock Ohms,
said the outrage looked like the work of an arch-criminal by the name
of Lawrence Ium.
"We must be careful -- he's a free radical, ultraviolet, and
dangerous. His girlfriend is a chlorine at the Palladium. Maybe I can
catch him there." With that, he jumped on his carbon cycle in an
activated state and sped off along the reaction pathway ...
-- Daniel B. Murphy, "Precipitations"
|How wonderful opera would be if there were no singers.|
|"My life is a soap opera, but who has the rights?"|
|"Kill the Wabbit, Kill the Wabbit, Kill the Wabbit!"|
-- Looney Tunes, "What's Opera Doc?" (1957, Chuck Jones)