Archive for February, 2006

Don Paterson

« 28 February 2006 | 11:05 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

A poem is a little machine for remembering itself

Alfred Tennyson

« 27 February 2006 | 10:11 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

From Ode to Memory Thou who stealest fire, From the fountains of the past, To glorify the present, oh, haste, Visit my low desire! Strengthen me, enlighten me! I faint in this obscurity, Thou dewy dawn of memory.

Benjamin Franklin

« 26 February 2006 | 11:47 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The way to be safe is never to be secure.

Alfred Noyes

« 25 February 2006 | 8:28 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The Highwayman PART ONE I The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding – Riding – riding – The highwayman came riding, up to the old […]

Mary Wollstonecraft

« 24 February 2006 | 11:46 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

No man chooses evil because it is evil; he only mistakes it for happiness, the good he seeks.

Herbert Hoover

« 23 February 2006 | 7:08 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Be patient and calm – for no one can catch fish in anger.

Sophie Hannah

« 22 February 2006 | 8:59 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The world is a box My heart is a box of affection. My head is a box of ideas. My room is a box of protection. My past is a box full of years. The future’s a box full of after. An egg is a box full of yolk. My life is a box full […]

Lord Byron

« 21 February 2006 | 8:12 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

When one subtracts from life infancy (which is vegetation), sleep, eating and swilling, buttoning and unbuttoning – how much remains of downright existence? The summer of a dormouse.

Joseph Campbell

« 20 February 2006 | 8:04 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

My general formula for my students is “Follow your bliss.” Find where it is, and don’t be afraid to follow it.

Stephen Leacock

« 19 February 2006 | 9:39 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Many of my friends are under the impression that I write these humorous nothings in idle moments when the wearied brain is unable to perform the serious labours of the economist. My own experience is exactly the other way. The writing of solid, instructive stuff fortified by facts and figures is easy enough. There is […]

John Masefield

« 18 February 2006 | 8:56 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Trade Winds In the harbor, in the island, in the Spanish Seas, Are the tiny white houses and the orange trees, And day-long, night-long, the cool and pleasant breeze Of the steady Trade Winds blowing. There is the red wine, the nutty Spanish ale, The shuffle of the dancers, the old salt’s tale, The squeaking […]

C S Lewis

« 17 February 2006 | 6:42 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

In the midst of a world of light and love, of song and feast and dance, [Lucifer] could find nothing to think of more interesting than his own prestige.

Benjamin Brittain

« 16 February 2006 | 7:30 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

As a retort to the frequent and unwelcome question “What are you working on at the moment?”: Same notes, different order.

A Dog’s Tale

« 15 February 2006 | 6:54 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

A certain dachsund was so long He hadn’t any notion How long it took to notify His tail of his emotion. And thus it happened though his eyes Were full of tears and sadness, His little tail went wagging on Because of earlier gladness. Found at The Clock’s Loneliness.

Samuel Beckett

« 14 February 2006 | 7:42 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.

Ralph of Diceto

« 13 February 2006 | 8:24 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Epitpah of Henry II I was Henry the King. To me Divers realms were subject, I was duke and count of many provinces. Eight feet of ground is now enough for me, whom many kingdoms failed to satisfy. Who reads these lines, let him reflect, upon the narrowness of death. And in my case behold, […]

F Scott Fitzgerald

« 12 February 2006 | 12:23 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

So we beat on, boats, against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

John Donne

« 11 February 2006 | 7:58 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Holy Sonnets – XIV Batter my heart, three-person’d God; for you As yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend Your force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurp’d town, to another due, Labour to admit you, but O, […]


« 10 February 2006 | 7:26 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The first person who, having enclosed a plot of land took it into his head to say this is mine and found people simple enough to believe him, was the true founder of civil society. What crimes, wars, murders, what miseries and horrors would the human race have been spared, had someone pulled up the […]

Lewis Carroll

« 9 February 2006 | 8:06 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

“Contrariwise,” continued Tweedledee, “if it was so, it might be, and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn’t, it ain’t. That’s logic!”

Stephen Crane

« 8 February 2006 | 6:19 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Ah, God, the way your little finger moved As you thrust a bare arm backward And made play with your hair And a comb a silly gilt comb Ah, God – that I should suffer Because of the way a little finger moved.

William Wordswoth

« 7 February 2006 | 7:24 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive, But to be young was very Heaven!

Helen Keller

« 6 February 2006 | 7:56 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Security is mostly superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing. To keep our faces toward change and behave like free spirits in the presence […]

E T Bell

« 5 February 2006 | 5:40 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

One service mathematics has rendered to the human race. It has put common sense back where it belongs, on the topmost shelf next to the dusty canister labelled “discarded nonsense”.

Su Shi (Su Dong-po)

« 4 February 2006 | 11:07 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Caught in the Rain on My Way to the Sandy Lake Listen not to the rain beating against the trees. Why not walk slowly while chanting at ease? Better than a saddle I like sandals and cane. I’d fain In a straw cloak, spend my life in mist and rain. Drunken, I am sobered by […]

Winston Churchill

« 3 February 2006 | 6:38 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

There is nothing more exhilarating than to be shot at without result.

Noam Chomsky

« 2 February 2006 | 7:26 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Discovery is the ability to be puzzled by simple things.

Guy Debord

« 1 February 2006 | 7:19 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Boredom is always counter-revolutionary. Always.