Gilbert K. Chesterton Quotes

I think if everyone looked the same, it would be a bit boring.

If everything is the same, nothing is special.

Equal doesn't mean identical.

Like and equal are not the same thing at all. -- Meg Murray

If you've seen one redwood, you've seen them all.

I look like everyone.

What's the difference? One guy's the same as the other.

I kind of look like every other girl, walking around.

Day is like day as two beads in a rosary, unless changes of weather form the only variety.

Everybody's like everybody else, and everybody's different from everybody else.

I was totally offended when people said we were like *Nsync. I've got nothing against them. I know those guys. But comparing us was lame. It was apples and oranges.

Sir, when you have seen one green field, you have seen all green fields. Let us walk down Cheapside.

Like and equal are two entirely different things.

You do not think much of me, do you, Cogburn?" "I don't think about you at all when your mouth is closed.

Console yourself, dear man and brother; whatever you may be sure of, be sure at least of this, that you are dreadfully like other people. Human nature has a much greater genius for sameness than for originality.

one day in the country is exactly like another.

I measure myself Against a tall tree I find that I am much taller, For I reach right up to the sun With my eye; And I reach to the shore of the sea With my ear. Nevertheless, I dislike The way the ants crawl In and out of my shadow.

My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored.

I don't want to put nobody on blast but in the beginning it's like somebody telling you somebody looks like you and you've been looking in the mirror your whole life and nobody looks like you. Same thing with me.

The only thing very noticeable about Nebraska was that it was still, all day long, Nebraska.

As the skipping rope hit the pavement, so did the ball. As the rope curved over the head of the jumping child, the child with the ball caught the ball. Down came the ropes. Down came the balls. Over and over again. Up. Down. All in rhythm. All identical. Like the houses. Like the paths. Like the flowers

I wanted to be, you know, just no different than anybody else.

I think a lot of snowflakes are alike...and I think a lot of people are alike too.

Diss me and you'll never hear a reply for it

The bottom line is, insults only hurt when they come from someone I respect.