Archive for October, 2007

Piet Hein

« 31 October 2007 | 7:23 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

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.



Robert Frost

« 30 October 2007 | 6:59 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

I would like to know What I was fencing in And what I was fencing out.



G K Chesterton

« 29 October 2007 | 14:39 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

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

« 28 October 2007 | 13:57 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Sweater, n. A garment worn by a child when its mother is feeling chilly.



Miroslav Holub

« 28 October 2007 | 13:55 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

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, his fence, his thyme, his earthworm, his evening dew. He cut out his bit of sky above. And he wrapped the garden in the sky […]



Woody Allen

« 26 October 2007 | 21:20 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.



Richard Feynman

« 25 October 2007 | 6:18 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

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

« 24 October 2007 | 7:10 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

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

« 23 October 2007 | 7:58 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

It is your concern when your neighbour’s wall is on fire.



Paul Valery

« 22 October 2007 | 9:11 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Science means simply the aggregate of all the recipes that are always successful. All the rest is literature.



Alan Coren

« 21 October 2007 | 9:17 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

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

« 20 October 2007 | 13:13 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

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 […]



Lewis Carroll

« 19 October 2007 | 5:23 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

‘Then you should say what you mean,’ the March Hare went on. ‘I do,’ Alice hastily replied; ‘at least,- at least I mean what I say – that’s the same thing, you know.’ ‘Not the same thing a bit!’ said the Hatter. ‘Why, you might just as well say that “I see what I eat” […]



Leo Tolstoy

« 18 October 2007 | 6:40 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

A king is history’s slave.



Piet Hein

« 17 October 2007 | 10:38 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The way to grow grand is not: to demand. In life’s every field you are what you yield.



Cardinal Newmann

« 16 October 2007 | 8:40 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Sail not as if in pleasure boats upon a troubled sea.



Don Patterson

« 15 October 2007 | 7:38 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

We should never forget that of all the art forms, only the poem can be carried around in the brain perfectly intact.



John Donne

« 14 October 2007 | 11:08 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Let not the Olive boast of her own fatness, nor the Fig-tree of her own sweetness, nor the Vine of her own fruitfulness, for we were all but Brambles.



Adrian Henri

« 13 October 2007 | 12:53 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Galactic Lovepoem Warm your feet at the sunset Before we go to bed Read your book by the light of Orion With Sirius guarding your head Then reach out and switch off the planets We’ll watch them go out one by one You kiss me and tell me you love me By the light of […]



Francois de La Rochefoucauld

« 12 October 2007 | 12:04 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

We confess our little faults to persuade people that we have no large ones.



Ernst Mach

« 11 October 2007 | 16:51 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Truth suffers herself to be courted, but evidently she has no desire to be won.



Mexican Proverb

« 9 October 2007 | 6:22 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Do good and don’t worry to whom.



Alfie Kohn

« 8 October 2007 | 6:10 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Trying to do well and trying to beat others are two different things.



Frank Smith

« 7 October 2007 | 7:11 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Ignorance is not so much not knowing an answer as not knowing that there is a question. Ignorance is a blind dependence that someone else will be able to tell you what to do.



Cempulappeyanirar

« 6 October 2007 | 0:15 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

What He Said What could my mother be to yours? What kin my father to yours anyway? And how did you and I meet ever? But in love Our hearts have mingled like red earth and pouring rain. Cempulappeyanirar was a Tamil poet who wrote about 2000 years ago. In Tamil literary tradition many works […]



J L Austin

« 5 October 2007 | 14:14 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

An undergraduate asked the philosophy professor J L Austin – “When may we hope to see your Harvard lectures published sir?” To which he gave the characteristically accurate answer – “You may hope to see them published any time.”



Leo Tolstoy

« 4 October 2007 | 6:31 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

I sit on a man’s back, choking him, and making him carry me, and yet assure myself and others that I am very sorry for him and wish to ease his lot by any means possible, except getting off his back.



Wendy Cope

« 3 October 2007 | 23:39 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Kindness to Animals If I went vegetarian And didn’t eat lambs for dinner, I think I’d be a better person And also thinner. But the lamb is not endangered And at least I can truthfully say I have never, ever eaten a barn owl, So perhaps I am OK. This poem was commissioned by the […]



Madeleine L’Engle

« 2 October 2007 | 6:38 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

We are all strangers in a strange land, longing for home, but not quite knowing what or where home is. We glimpse it sometimes in our dreams, or as we turn a corner, and suddenly there is a strange, sweet familiarity that vanishes almost as soon as it comes.



Everett Dirksen

« 1 October 2007 | 6:38 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

When I face an issue of great import that cleaves both constituents and colleagues, I always take the same approach. I engage in deep deliberation and quiet contemplation. I wait to the last available minute and then I always vote with the losers. Because, my friend, the winners never remember and the losers never forget.