Archive for September, 2006

Walter Savage Landor

« 30 September 2006 | 11:45 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Plays Alas, how soon the hours are over Counted us out to play the lover! And how much narrower is the stage Allotted us to play the sage! But when we play the fool, how wide The theatre expands! beside, How long the audience sits before us! How many prompters! what a chorus!



G K Chesterton

« 29 September 2006 | 7:17 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

It is the one great weakness of journalism as a picture of our modern existence, that it must be a picture made up entirely of exceptions. We announce on flaring posters that a man has fallen off a scaffolding. We do not announce on flaring posters that a man has not fallen off a scaffolding. […]



H G Wells

« 28 September 2006 | 11:38 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Whilst there is a chance of the world getting through its troubles, I hold that a reasonable man has to behave as though he were sure of it. If at the end your cheerfulness is not justified, at any rate you will have been cheerful.



Sent Scent

« 27 September 2006 | 0:21 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

A bottle of perfume that Willie sent Was highly displeasing to Millicent. Her thanks were so cold, That they quarrelled, I’m told ‘Cause Willie sent Millicent silly scent.



Andrew Jackson

« 26 September 2006 | 8:06 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

It’s a damned poor mind that can only think of one way to spell a word.



William Feather

« 25 September 2006 | 7:37 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Success seems to be largely a matter of hanging on after others have let go.



Ralph Waldo Emerson

« 24 September 2006 | 10:59 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Never read any book that is not a year old.



Judith Saunders

« 23 September 2006 | 13:53 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Mathematicians at Work hunker down on their hands and knees and sniff the problem poke it with ungentle fingers rub it raw with steel wool wad it up in a ball and cackle then pound it flat with little mallets watch it rise like dough (uh oh) resume its original shape screech, swing at it […]



George Eliot

« 22 September 2006 | 9:15 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same kind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of literature and speech and I shall take leave to tell you that […]



Friedrich Nietzsche

« 21 September 2006 | 8:58 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The irrationality of a thing is no argument against its existence, rather a condition of it.



Wendy Cope

« 20 September 2006 | 13:08 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

He Tells Her He tells her that the earth is flat – He knows the facts, and that is that. In altercations fierce and long She tries her best to prove him wrong. But he has learned to argue well. He calls her arguments unsound And often asks her not to yell. She cannot win. […]



Jules Renard

« 19 September 2006 | 20:52 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

If you are afraid of being lonely, don’t try to be right.



G K Chesterton

« 18 September 2006 | 6:57 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Impartiality is a pompous name for indifference, which is an elegant name for ignorance



Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

« 17 September 2006 | 8:19 | Uncategorized | Comments Off on Johann Wolfgang von Goethe »

To know of someone here and there whom we accord with, who is living on with us, even in silence -this makes our earthly ball a peopled garden.



Alfred Lord Tennyson

« 16 September 2006 | 9:20 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Crossing the Bar Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight […]



Mahalia Jackson

« 14 September 2006 | 6:23 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

It’s easy to be independent when you’ve got money. But to be independent when you haven’t got a thing, that’s the Lord’s test.



Piet Hein

« 13 September 2006 | 9:29 | Uncategorized | Comments Off on Piet Hein »

A Maxim for Vikings Here is a fact that should help you fight a bit longer: Things that don’t actually kill you outright make you stronger.



Kin Hubbard

« 12 September 2006 | 6:50 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

A bee is never as busy as it seems; it’s just that it can’t buzz any slower.



Herman Melville

« 11 September 2006 | 7:21 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Life is a journey that is homeward bound.



Kenneth Graham

« 10 September 2006 | 12:50 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

There is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats. In or out of ’em, it doesn’t matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that’s the charm of it. Whether you get away, or whether you don’t; whether you arrive at your destination or whether you reach somewhere […]



Ted Hughes

« 9 September 2006 | 20:47 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Crow’s Account of a Battle There was this terrific battle. The noise was as much As the limits of possible noise could take. There were screams higher groans deeper Than any ear could hold. Many eardrums burst and some walls Collapsed to escape the noise. Everything struggled on its way Through this tearing deafness As […]



William Faulkner

« 8 September 2006 | 7:45 | Uncategorized | Comments Off on William Faulkner »

Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.



Piet Hein

« 7 September 2006 | 7:56 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Living is a thing you do now or never – which do you?



Erdos

« 6 September 2006 | 8:03 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Finally I’m becoming stupider no more. his suggestion for his own epitaph



Joseph Conrad

« 5 September 2006 | 5:45 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

from Heart of Darkness We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness. It was very quiet there. At night sometimes the roll of the drums behind the curtain of trees would run up the river and remain sustained faintly, as if hovering in the air high over our heads, till the first break […]



Richard Feynman

« 4 September 2006 | 7:06 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

What did you ask at school today?



Benjamin Stolberg

« 3 September 2006 | 10:43 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

An expert is a person who avoids small error as he sweeps on to the grand fallacy.



James Leigh Hunt

« 2 September 2006 | 10:00 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

A Night-Rain in Summer Open the window, and let the air Freshly blow upon face and hair, And fill the room, as it fills the night, With the breath of the rain’s sweet might. Hark! the burthen, swift and prone! And how the odorous limes are blown! Stormy Love’s abroad, and keeps Hopeful coil for […]



Alexander Pope

« 1 September 2006 | 7:51 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.