"Ain't it hard to stumble and land in some muddy lagoon,
Ain't it hard to stumble and land in some muddy lagoon,
Especially when it's nine below zero and three o'clock in the afternoon."
Bob Dylan.
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George
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Sat 29 Oct, 2011 07:38 am
"Jacques de Molay, you are avenged!"
~Unknown (attributed to a spectator to the execution of Louis XVI
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edgarblythe
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Sat 29 Oct, 2011 10:37 am
At 20 years of age the will reigns, at 30 the wit, at 40 the judgment.
Benjamin Franklin
Coming up on my 40th birthday next month Edgar I'm tempted to beg to differ... I guess I'm the exception to that judgement rule or at least incapable of recognizing this potential talent.
But you are just nearing 40. When you are nearing 70 or 80 you may come to recognize the quote has some validity. And, I think generalizations, such as that cannot be held to any firm time line.
One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important.
~ Bertrand Russell
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Sun 30 Oct, 2011 08:31 am
“The responsibility of our time is nothing less than a revolution. A revolution that would be peaceful if we are wise enough; humane if we care enough; successful if we are fortunate enough. But a revolution will come whether we will it or not. We can affect it's character, we cannot alter it's inevitability.”
― Robert F. Kennedy
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George
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Sun 30 Oct, 2011 09:38 am
I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—“La Belle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall!”
~John Keats
"La Belle Dame sans Meci"
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edgarblythe
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Mon 31 Oct, 2011 04:26 am
Even if you do learn to speak correct English, whom are you going to speak it to?
Clarence Darrow
If a pair of D-list celebrities' marriage of PR convenience holds its service in a forest, does it make a tweet?
Anonymous.
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George
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Mon 31 Oct, 2011 11:36 am
And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down into
the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become invisible in
the sunny spaces. And even if he for ever flies within the gorge, that
gorge is in the mountains; so that even in his lowest swoop the
mountain eagle is still higher than other birds upon the plain, even
though they soar.
It's quite good. A bit far fetched in places but none the worse for that.
Perhaps George knows the verbatim of the one about the ladies in Boston turning their wicks down when at their toilette to save on oil. Rather prophetic I thought.
