Mercy
"We hand folks over to God's mercy, and show none ourselves."
-George Eliot
Wanderer Guilden
15 years ago
Wanderer Guilden
Mage
Heaven
they seek him here, they seek him there, those damn Frenchies seek him everywhere!
is he in heaven?
is he in hell?
that damn elusive Pimpernel!
The Scarlet Pimpernel
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tehehe :D |:|
Hell
Each of us has heaven and hell in him...
- Oscar Wilde, The Picture Of Dorian Gray
Each
I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every Man,
In every Infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear
William Blake - 'London'
I could've stopped after one verse, but I couldn't resist a second. I had this going around and around in my head when I was in London. :)
Wanderer Guilden
15 years ago
Wanderer Guilden
Mage
Voice
we share our dreams,
and sing with one voice,
i am, you are, we are Australian..
i can't remember what i was called tho, or who its by :P
And
The North is full of tangled things and texts and aching eyes,
And dead is all the innocence of anger and surprise. - G.K. Chesterton, 'Lepanto'.
dead
Was it needless death after all?
For England may keep faith
For all that is done and said.
We know their dream; enough
To know they dreamed and are dead
William Butler Yeats - from 'Easter 1916'
Dream
Happy are those who dream dreams and are ready to pay the price to make them come true.
- Leon J Suenes
Wanderer Guilden
14 years ago
Wanderer Guilden
Mage
The
Put off that mask of burning gold
with emerald eyes.
oh no my dear, you make so bold
to find if hearts be wild and wise
and yet not cold.
I would but find what's there to find,
love or decit.
T'was the mask that engaged your mind
and after set your heart to beat,
not what's behind.
But, lest you are my enemy,
i must enquire.
oh no my dear, let all that be,
What's the matter but that there is fire
in you ane me?
W.B Yeats, The Mask
(considering that from memory i think i did pretty good ;D )
Heart
“In prayer it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart.”
Mahatma Gandhi
Without
Alive without breath
As cold as death
Never thirsty, ever drinking
Clad in mail, never clinking.
J R R Tolkein - The Hobbit
This was from memory, but I'm sure the 'without' is right, at least! When I was a child 'Riddles in the Dark' was my favourite chapter, and I went over the riddles again and again.
Never
But the cloud never comes in that quarter of the horizon from which we watch for it.
Elizabeth Gaskell - North and South
Cloud
I wander'd lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Wordsworth - 'Daffodils'
For the sake of my reputation,[strike] Iago, my reputation![/strike] I must add that I hate Wordsworth but was too lazy to come up with somethings else.
o'er
I am in blood
Stepp'd in so far, that should I wade no more,
Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
Macbeth Act III, Scene IV - Shakespeare
(one of the only Shakespeare lines that I can quote word for word!)
Blood
He who writes in blood and aphorisms does not want to be read, he wants to be learned by heart
Friedrich Nietzsche
Macbeth: Act 4, Scene 1
Thunder. Enter the three WITCHES.
First Witch
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.
Second Witch
Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.
Third Witch
Harpier cries "'Tis time, 'tis time."
First Witch
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
ALL
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Second Witch
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
ALL
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Third Witch
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab.
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
ALL
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Second Witch
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
Charm
You know what charm is: a way of getting the answer 'yes' without having asked any clear question
Albert Camus
Is
Great literature is simply language charged with meaning to the utmost possible degree.
Ezra Pound
Language
"Two races share today the soil of Canada. These people have not always been friends. But I hasten to say it. There is no longer any family here but the human family. It matters not the language people speak, or the altars at which they kneel."
- Sir Wilfred Laurier, Prime Minister of Canada 1896-1911
Friends are the family we choose for ourselves.
(Family)
Choose
I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it.
Groucho Marx
The sun'll rise tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar there'll be sun
(tomorrow)
Ummm Some musical who's name escapes me.
Sun
There's a place for us,
sitting here waiting for the sun
And it calls me back
Into the safe arms that I know.
- Powderfinger, 'Waiting for the Sun'.
^^ that's from Annie, Silver Wind
Arms
Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But its written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We were fools to make war
On our brothers in arms
-Celtic Thunder, Brothers in Arms
Fools
Live this day as if it will be your last. Remember that you will only find ''tomorrow'' on the calendars of fools. Forget yesterday's defeats and ignore the problems of tomorrow. This is it. Doomsday. All you have. Make it the best day of your year. The saddest words you can ever utter are, ''If I had my life to live over again. ''Take the baton, now. Run with it! This is your day! Beginning today, treat everyone you meet, friend or foe, loved one or stranger, as if they were going to be dead at midnight. Extend to each person, no matter how trivial the contact, all the care and kindness and understanding and love that you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. Your life will never be the same again
Augustine "Og" Mandino II