Ill deeds are doubled with an evil post.
In time we hate that which we often post.
My posts are my life; both grow in one; take posting from me and my life is done.
The soul of this man is in his posts.
Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge of thine own posts.
We are advertis'd by our loving posts.
We know what we post, but not what we may post.
Lord, what fools these posters be!
I met a post i' the forest,
A motley post.
All the world's a thread,
And all the men and women merely posters.
They have their replies and their posts;
And one man in his time posits many posts...
No, 'tis slander,
Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue
Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath
Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie
All corners of the world.
(the above is an EXACT quote from Shakespeare, even the "posting winds")
He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not look upon his posts again.
Brevity is the soul of posting.
The post's the thing
Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the troll.
(sorry, broke the rhyme)
I have heard of your postings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
The lady doth post too much, methinks.
My posts fly up, my threads remain below:
Posts without threads never to forum go.
All of the above are courtesy of William Posthread. Most are quotes from Postit.