Consolation Grook
Losing one glove
is certainly painful,
but nothing
compared to the pain,
of losing one,
throwing away the other,
and finding
the first one again.
Archive for October, 2007
Piet Hein
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31 October 2007 |
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Robert Frost
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30 October 2007 |
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I would like to know
What I was fencing in
And what I was fencing out.
I would like to know
What I was fencing in
And what I was fencing out.
G K Chesterton
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29 October 2007 |
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Man is an exception, whatever else he is. If he is not the image of God, then he is a disease of the dust. If it is not true that a divine being fell, then we can only say that one of the animals went entirely off its head.
Man is an exception, whatever else he is. If he is not the image of God, then he is a disease of the dust. If it is not true that a divine being fell, then we can only say that one of the animals went entirely off its head.
Ambrose Bierce
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28 October 2007 |
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Sweater, n. A garment worn by a child when its mother is feeling chilly.
Sweater, n. A garment worn by a child when its mother is feeling chilly.
Miroslav Holub
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28 October 2007 |
13:55 |
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Fairy Tale
He built himself a house,
his foundations,
his stones,
his walls,
his roof overhead,
his chimney and smoke,
his view from the window.
He made himself a garden,
[…]
Fairy Tale
He built himself a house,
his foundations,
his stones,
his walls,
his roof overhead,
his chimney and smoke,
his view from the window.
He made himself a garden,
[…]
Woody Allen
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26 October 2007 |
21:20 |
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If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.
If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.
Richard Feynman
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25 October 2007 |
6:18 |
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We have a habit in writing articles published in scientific journals to make the work as finished as possible, to cover up all the tracks, to not worry about the blind alleys or describe how you had the wrong idea first, and so on. So there isn’t any place to publish, in a dignified manner, […]
We have a habit in writing articles published in scientific journals to make the work as finished as possible, to cover up all the tracks, to not worry about the blind alleys or describe how you had the wrong idea first, and so on. So there isn’t any place to publish, in a dignified manner, […]
Carol Ann Duffy
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24 October 2007 |
7:10 |
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Mrs Icarus
I’m not the first or the last
to stand on a hillock,
watching the man she married
prove to the world
he’s a total, utter, absolute Grade A pillock.
Mrs Icarus
I’m not the first or the last
to stand on a hillock,
watching the man she married
prove to the world
he’s a total, utter, absolute Grade A pillock.
Horace
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23 October 2007 |
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It is your concern when your neighbour’s wall is on fire.
It is your concern when your neighbour’s wall is on fire.
Paul Valéry
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22 October 2007 |
9:11 |
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Science means simply the aggregate of all the recipes that are always successful. All the rest is literature.
Science means simply the aggregate of all the recipes that are always successful. All the rest is literature.
Alan Coren
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21 October 2007 |
9:17 |
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In the days when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened, I know one boy who won’t be sweating. I intend to raise my coffin-lid briskly, throw a few things […]
In the days when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened, I know one boy who won’t be sweating. I intend to raise my coffin-lid briskly, throw a few things […]
Katherine Philips
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20 October 2007 |
13:13 |
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Upon the graving of her Name upon a Tree in Barnelmes Walks
Alas how barbarous are we,
Thus to reward the courteous Tree,
Who its broad shade affording us,
Deserves not to be wounded thus;
See how the Yielding Bark complies
With our ungrateful injuries.
And seeing this, say how much then
Trees are more generous than men,
Who by a Nobleness so pure
Can […]
Upon the graving of her Name upon a Tree in Barnelmes Walks
Alas how barbarous are we,
Thus to reward the courteous Tree,
Who its broad shade affording us,
Deserves not to be wounded thus;
See how the Yielding Bark complies
With our ungrateful injuries.
And seeing this, say how much then
Trees are more generous than men,
Who by a Nobleness so pure
Can […]