“There are books in which the footnotes, or the comments scrawled by some reader's hand in the margin, are more interesting than the text. The world is one of those books.”
“To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.”
Thursday, 30 May 2013
Dilbert
I'm drowning and monkeys dressed as lifeguards are throwing me anvils
The fantastic Richard Feynman - my favourite Nobel Prize winner
Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars — mere globs of gas atoms. Nothing is "mere". I too can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more? The vastness of the heavens stretches my imagination — stuck on this carousel my little eye can catch one-million-year-old light. A vast pattern — of which I am a part... What is the pattern or the meaning or the why? It does not do harm to the mystery to know a little more about it. For far more marvelous is the truth than any artists of the past imagined it. Why do the poets of the present not speak of it? What men are poets who can speak of Jupiter if he were a man, but if he is an immense spinning sphere of methane and ammonia must be silent?
Albert Einstein
Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing it is stupid.
Some random quotes from the wonderful Charles Bukowski
If I never see you again
I will always carry you
inside
outside
on my fingertips
and at brain edges
and in centers
centers
of what I am of
what remains.
“you boys can keep your virgins
give me hot old women in high heels
with asses that forgot to get old.”
“I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love.”
“my beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead christmas trees of the world.”
“I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn't a nightmare.”
“Life's as kind as you let it be.”
“...in that drunken place
you would
like to hand your heart to her
and say
touch it
but then
give it back.”
“Things get bad for all of us, almost continually, and what we do under the constant stress reveals who/what we are.”
What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire
“Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.
“It's better to do a dull thing with style than a dangerous thing without it.”
“I only want sweet peace and kindliness when I awaken -- but there's always some finger pointing, telling me some terrible deed I committed during the night. It seems I make a lot of mistakes and it seems that I am not allowed any.”
I will always carry you
inside
outside
on my fingertips
and at brain edges
and in centers
centers
of what I am of
what remains.
“you boys can keep your virgins
give me hot old women in high heels
with asses that forgot to get old.”
“I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love.”
“my beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead christmas trees of the world.”
“I stopped looking for a Dream Girl, I just wanted one that wasn't a nightmare.”
“Life's as kind as you let it be.”
“...in that drunken place
you would
like to hand your heart to her
and say
touch it
but then
give it back.”
“Things get bad for all of us, almost continually, and what we do under the constant stress reveals who/what we are.”
What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire
“Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.
“It's better to do a dull thing with style than a dangerous thing without it.”
“I only want sweet peace and kindliness when I awaken -- but there's always some finger pointing, telling me some terrible deed I committed during the night. It seems I make a lot of mistakes and it seems that I am not allowed any.”
Wednesday, 29 May 2013
arguing with a man who has given up his reason is like giving medicine to the dead - Boyd Crowder (Justified)
Sweet Sule 2007
May God grant you always...A sunbeam to warm you, a moonbeam to charm you, a sheltering Angel so nothing can harm you. Laughter to cheer you. Faithful friends near you. And whenever you pray, Heaven to hear you
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