Archive for January, 2009

Percy Bysshe Shelley

« 31 January 2009 | 20:59 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

A Dirge Rough Wind, that moanest loud Grief too sad for song; Wild wind, when sullen cloud Knells all the night long; Sad storm, whose tears are vain, Bare woods, whose branches strain, Deep caves and dreary main, _ Wail, for the world’s wrong!



Stanislaw Jerzy Lec

« 29 January 2009 | 23:11 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

When smashing monuments, save the pedestals. They always come in handy.



G H Hardy

« 29 January 2009 | 22:45 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Music can be used to stimulate mass emotion, while mathematics cannot.



Julius H Roscoe Jr

« 28 January 2009 | 7:44 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Serendipity is looking in a haystack for a needle and discovering a farmer’s daughter. today is the 200th anniversary of Horace Walpole’s first coining of the word Serendipity



Quentin Crisp

« 27 January 2009 | 22:12 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

Believe in fate but lean forward where fate can see you.



Roger Elaine and the Horse

« 26 January 2009 | 23:58 | Uncategorized | 2 Comments »

Let’s say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither […]



D H Lawrence

« 24 January 2009 | 21:16 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

I like relativity and quantum theories Because I don’t understand them And they make me feel as if space shifted About like a swan that can’t settle Refusing to sit still and be measured And as if the atom were an impulsive thing Always changing its mind.



Ralp Waldo Emerson

« 23 January 2009 | 23:07 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

The blazing evidence of immortality is our dissatisfaction with any other solution.



Henry Ford

« 21 January 2009 | 17:23 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Asking “who ought to be the boss” is like asking “who ought to be the tenor in the quartet?” Obviously, the man who can sing tenor.



G K Chesterton

« 20 January 2009 | 23:00 | Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

The cosmos is about the smallest hole that a man can hide his head in.



Edgar Alan Poe

« 19 January 2009 | 9:09 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

“That is another of your odd notions,” said the Prefect, who had a fashion of calling everything “odd” that was beyond his comprehension, and thus lived amid an absolute legion of “oddities”. 200th anniversary of Poe’s birth



De la Lastra’s Corollary

« 17 January 2009 | 23:02 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

After an access cover has been secured by 16 hold-down screws, it will be discovered that the gasket has been omitted.



Ogden Nash

« 15 January 2009 | 17:38 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

Further Reflection on Parsley Parsley Is gharsley



P G Wodehouse

« 13 January 2009 | 23:22 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

If the prophet Job were to walk into the room at this moment, I could sit swapping hard-luck stories with him till bedtime.



C S Lewis

« 12 January 2009 | 23:53 | Uncategorized | No Comments »

You know your lover by looking into their eyes and heart. You know your friends by reading, arguing, praying, playing, speaking, etc. with them.