"Love is what happens to men and women who don't know each other."
W. Somerset Maugham
"I've stayed in the front yard all my life
I want a peek at the back
Where it is rough and untended and hungry weed grows.
A girl gets sick of a rose."
unknown, taken from telml's plan file
Somewhere, and I can't find where, I read about an Eskimo hunter who asked the local missionary priest, "If I did not know about God and sin, would I go to hell?"
"No," said the priest, "not if you did not know."
"Then why," asked the Eskimo earnestly, "did you tell me?"
Annie Dillard, Pilgrim At Tinker Creek
"It's not fair. [Our] guy friends have a pretty good idea of how big our breasts are; WE should be able to know how big the guys' penises are!"
Jessica
"Love is a grave mental disease."
Plato
"I don't want to live longer, I just want to live"
Kosta
"I think I broke my butt."
Susan
"...lying sideways across crumpled sheets
he decides to dream..
to dream up a new self... for himself."
Pearl Jam
"I am always sure that you understand
My feelings, always sure that you feel,
Sure that across the gulf you reach your hand.
You are invulnerable, you have no Achilles' heel.
You will go on, and when you have prevailed
You can say: at this point many a one has failed.
But what have I, but what have I, my friend,
To give you, what can you receive from me?
Only the friendship and the sympathy
Of one about to reach her journey's end.
I shall sit here, serving tea to friends...."
T.S. Eliot, "Portrait Of A Lady"
"poetry today shows a strong inclination towards silence."
-
"but/we really don't know,you know/we/really don't know/what/counts."
Paul Celan
"Makes it very nice when you're tired and didn't want to go to the symphony anyway."
Prof. Mosby on the 2 movements of Schubert's unfinished symphony
"My body, it's nothing but a clay bowl with a quart of blood, and it's only on loan in the first place."
Tom Wolfe
"I am not even dust. I am a dream
That weaves itself in sleep and wakefulness.
...That I might be allowed to dream the other
whose fertile memory will be a part
Of all the days of man, I humbly pray:
My God, my dreamer, keep on dreaming me."
Jorge Luis Borges
Nathan needed a parable to tell King David. So he told a story about a rich man who had lots of sheep and a poor man who had only one sheep. The poor man loved his one little sheep very much. He probably looked at the little sheep and said, "I love ewe."
Professor McKenzie
"For the most trivial event to become an adventure, all you have to do is to start telling about it. This is what deceives people; a man is always a teller of stories, he lives surrounded by his stories and the stories of others, he sees everything which happens to him through these stories; and he tries to live his life as if it were a story he was telling. But you have to choose: live or tell.... While you live, nothing happens... when you tell about a life, everything changes...."
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea
On the Philosophy Club's "Meaning of Life" meeting:
"Actually it was something about doing what makes you happy and doesn't hurt others, possibly involving altruism, avoiding a lot of society, also including bees. Okay, no bees. But that would be cool if you could look in a beehive and see the infinite. I'm all about infinite bees."
me to Catherine
Perryn: "My teeth taste all chocolaty. . .I like it."
Betsy: "Don't eat them."
Tracy: (In a towel) "I'm sorry I'm like this, Seth. It's okay, all you can see are my legs."
Seth: "Woo! I'm gettin' off on that! And I can see Susan's legs too!"
Susan: "But my legs are like a 4 year old's. I guess it's not going to turn you on."
Seth: "Unless I like 4 year olds."
"And how can you change a part of your environment without alienating either one or the both of you?"
lament
"I keep telling my family that gay people are human too. I say, well, they have flesh and blood and bones and stuff, and I've even seen them READ!"
Perryn
"Love is the state in which man sees things most decidedly as they are not."
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"Stupidity in a woman is unfeminine."
Nietzche
February 25th has long been known as an important link between February 24th and the 26th. In ancient Roman times, emporers honored the day by drinking wine and wearing togas. After the Christianity became the official religion of the empire, the Church tried to tone down the celebration. To this very day, the Catholic Church offers all parishiners one sip of wine during communion on February 25th. During the 17th century, Spaniards brought February 25th to Central and South America, where it became known as "vientecinco de febrero." In the colonies of North America, Puritan leaders tried to squash February 25th by outlawing the day except for every fourth year. However, when printing the proclaimation, the printer Jebadiah Leap accidentally (some say intentionally) substituted a 9 for the 5 and thereby saved February 25th. We still have "Leap day" on February 29th in his honor every four years.
Seth
"My pants are perfectly happy."
Brad
Kalman: "Why am I so hairy?"
Kosta: "It would take like 2 hours just to shave my legs! I wouldn't want to be in the shower for 2 hours."
Kalman: "Not even if I were there?"
Kosta: "Maybe if we could hold hands."
"You like short men, don't you? Where's the other one?"
The CK's waitress - to me, accompanied by a different short guy friend than the one with whom I usually appear at the restaurant
"Save the rainforest, you capitalist pig."
my tagline in advertising an eco-website
"Speaking of Leonardo da Vinci (I speak of him because I can't bring myself to speak of what is closest to my heart)..."
unknown to me, found at the bottom of jen's email
"okay--i'm starting to ossify into the sitting position."
Michelle
SUPPORT INTERNET CENSORSHIP--
"an ignorant populace is a controllable populace."
Betsy
"Can I see your license and registration, babe?"
male N.O.P.D. cop to Brad
"I'll stay, you'll go.
There's no hoping for tomorrow
So I'll pack up all my sorrow
And find some hope that I can borrow -
I'm just trying to save my sanity and soul."
Cowboy Mouth
"tonight, i can write the saddest lines.
write, for example, 'the night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
the night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
tonight i can write the saddest lines.
i loved her, and sometimes, she loved me too."
Pablo Neruda